This is a song about "Neat"

I keep my money neat takin ladies out for a treat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Indubitably i'm too street

I keep my money neat neat

My rhymes are neat unlike yours,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Clean teeth so i can meet neat people on the street with sweet feet

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Backtracking to when rap battling was neat

Go find rhymes that aren't discrete and find time to make them neat

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep