This is a song about "Trance"

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Then i can finally get outta this trance

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

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

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

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

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

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

You snap out det trance and now finally you can think

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

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

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep