vote undersatement

his verse fell off about 3/4 thru, but x's died at half

plus this 2 bar punch fest got my vote

I'm navigating slugs to your temple, they make you lose ya wits,
wipe my ass with your rhymebook, so your verse is close to my shit/
my words shine like the sun, burn you up like helium,
your verbs are elementary, but even R Kelly won't be feelin them/