Neal?
Your real name with lyrics like yours ya should be go’n for deception//
Can’t go out in public as your self, what makes RB and exception?//
At least ya got your priorities straight cause ya put “kneal” in you your name handle//
I spit so much mother fuka these people call me the camel//
True, you do spit sick shit, but I hate to break your spirit it ain’t the lyrics//
It’s the syphilis that’s attached to the upper lip tick//
I’m a rape this bitch like a virgin on prom night who’s drunk as shit
Ya still wouldn’t have a fan, if ya had six mothers//
Seen a lot heat but its been under the covers//
Been through some beef, referring to ya gay lovers//
I could paint the perfect picture but it’d be a waste of time/
Cause these people can see 20 lines of yours equals 1 of mine