This is a song about "Trance"

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

You snap out det trance and now finally you can think

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

Then i can finally get outta this trance

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Neither a faze nor a trance, left with 1 last chance

Glance, as a nigga take you soul and throw your lyrics in a trance

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Redan road, that’s my street

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Battlin among milions all after my brilliance, leave girls in a trance make their

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware