This is a song about "Trance"

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

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

Then i can finally get outta this trance

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

You snap out det trance and now finally you can think

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

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

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

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

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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