This is a song about "Combine"

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

But sometimes when you combine

If i had on 'bama line

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

When i combine the two weapons i get the devil's horn

Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like

Sip some wine, while i combine a kind of gourmet delight

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And combine with the minds of some brighter people

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

First you need to combine the acts of your stupid ass