This is a song about "Combine"

The youngest of my mother kids

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you 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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

First you need to combine the acts of your stupid ass

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

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

But sometimes when you combine

Picture me lettin this chump survive

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time