This is a song about "Combine"

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

When you catch up to my jetline on a rusty combine

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

And combine with the minds of some brighter people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

Cause u never combine your lines with a distinctive rap

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

But sometimes when you combine

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy

First you need to combine the acts of your stupid ass

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last