For Round 3, there's no way you'll make the cut so leave
Like a nudist magician, you never had a trick up ya sleeve
Kahlm blew up ya spot so cover up that misleadin freeflow
Ya stuck with a feeble mind cuz no one will feed your ego
You're garbage and getting embarrassed by the opposition
Imitate the Karate Kid to get a leg up on the competition
And it's known that I'll have you singing a lesser tune
Cuz you couldn't raise Hell-boy as Professor Bruttenholm (Broom)
Ya beat Whitegirl but that victory wasn't a success to me
In battling ya outta ya Element like exiting a Honda SUV
Youll go down and label each of my voters as a dumbass hater
Dont blame the soil when there are no fruits from your labor
He'll hit the deck and find survival aren't in his true cards
VerbalFelon's dead but not cuz he snitched to prison guards
And your low rank means you can't top this title snatcher
Cuz ya only saw action durin warmups like a bullpen catcher
I couldn't think of shit.