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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Name every animal in the zoo and combine to crush you

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

First you need to combine the acts of your stupid ass

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

And combine with the minds of some brighter people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time