This is a song about "Combine"

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

When you catch up to my jetline on a rusty combine

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

But sometimes when you combine

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

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

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

Promise me you won't step out of line