Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance
Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance
Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance
I get up early
Wait for my Shirley
She said I'm late
Said I'm always wrong
Can't put two and two
My blessings are counted
My blessings are through
She said that my heart is like Jabba the hut and it eats at her mind
Cause she liked me a lot before I started rapping
'Fore I started drifting away
'For I started thinking of everything wrong
'Fore I started losing my way
She said that my acne, it made me look cuter
And she cants imagine me without my blemishes
Without my stitches that go through feelings
Straight to my computer that turns it to images
I wanna scream
I wanna shout
But I gotta keep it terms of my style
All of music and all of my flows and all of my rhymes
And all of my beats and all of my drums
And all of my melodies all of my titles they gettin so mellow see
I can't imagine an artist that don't comprehend all the struggle
Uniquity straight to the head
All the bottomed out styles that fringe at the end
The curly swoops where nobody listens
All my best stuff hit the bottom barrel
All my worst stuff see the bottom too
From the 910 to the holy grail
Hope the rest of the audience follow thru
Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance
Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance
Am I in a trance
I can't take the chance