This is a song about "Combine"

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

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

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

And combine with the minds of some brighter people

Cause u never combine your lines with a distinctive rap

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

In time we learned to live a life of crime

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy