When voters come in don’t ask if the feelin me
Cuz this nigga is garbage off hand like trash man deliveries//
don’t stress cuz u not the best just spend more time wrestling geeks
As of now u couldn’t be considered nice if u acted on Sesame Street//
To get sick u shouldn’t dare me cuz it’ll leave El 4 ever wary,
Bout his skills. in terms of Keys he’s lost touch like quadriplegic secretaries//
My skill is more Far then Elegiac’s so Kesse I beg your Pardon,
Y feed me him? I’ve had better lightweight meals at the Olive Garden//
U should swallow ya pride and dont spit like proper Hoes
from what I see ur game holds more holes than extra large soccer-goals//
Add ya name to my list of wrecked opponents
cuz even if you're #1 I'mma still be above you like an exponent//
Taste of victory? I’m sipping it, cuz elegiac is no award recipient
Fingers, voters are flippin him, no1 cares about him like 4th place Olyimpians//
You don't know the half of illness while I do…
Cuz On the skill Meter Elegiac comes up shorter than Haikus//
Nobody sees that I’m blazin folks but change ya hopes
Cuz in this battle I’mma upset Elegiac more than his AIDS results//
This is my playground, I’ll smack you out the park like The Bambino
U’re a no1 ya name only gets sumwhat repeated by stuttering Latinos//
A win is something you’ll never see like hairless men with brushes
Fuck your crew I’ll kill your support like the destruction of crutches//
Put u in bags like ol’school lunches when I go berserk//
Punches-n-bunches?couldn’t throw flurries food fighting w/ McDonalds desserts//

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