Razer's punches and personals didn't really land. You have to spin it pretty cleverly to get much mileage out of dissing a kid's poor spelling; otherwise it just looks like you're really reaching for stuff to criticize. Spending the first four lines building up to that (with a fag joke thrown in) was pretty much a waste of space. After that point, the verse got a little better: three punches thrown, but nothing to raise any eyebrows.

DirtBoy packed his short verse with personals, most of which were pretty much on target, and wins the vote on those grounds despite some awkwardness in the rhyme scheme.