This is a song about "Old neal"

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

We forever be real, we'll never fold

After every show, a dream she hold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Where i from, it get cold

You see when i was 19 years old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Hand to hand in the cold

Your name is benny 19 years old

Black woman you cold

Then those bitches who grew old.

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

These faces and places are growing old,