Rap Battle

This will be a rap battle between myself and whomever decides to accept this challenge.The structure of the battle shall be as follows:Round 1: Verses that introduce and glorify the rappers.Round 2: Disses of the opposing debater.Round 3: Rebuttals of the opposing debater's criticisms in Round 2Scoring:Conduct: Whoever has the cleaner rap, not necessarily using just clean language, but rather staying away from racial epithets and actually overly offensive insults. If neither person uses epithets or overly offensive insults, mark as a tie.Spelling: Same as usual, points for the person with the better grammar and spelling. If neither person makes a mistake, gives the point to the person who demonstrates the better vocabulary in their rap.More convincing argument: Points for the better rap, judging by the rap's sting, cleverness, rhyme, and clarity.Sources: Leave this as a tie.Good Luck!I'll begin with this:Hello my new friend, and welcome to this rap.I go by M4sterDeb8ter, and I apologize if you've fallen into my trap.You see, you are rapping against a person with an IQ of 175.And although I come from a white family, I am quite educated in the language of jive. I am more fluent than that old woman from Airplane.I can rap faster than Twisted Insane.I have one hell of a brain.Until the end of this battle, I'm afraid I'm also taking on the role of your bane.Why, you ask?I turned Sylvester Graham to the whiskey flask.I'm scary enough, I don't need a mask.I brought Poe underground with my rhymes, I didn't need a cask.I bang more bitches than you will ever see.When people make love to their wives, they yell for me.I'm nice enough, I don't charge a fee.Perhaps I should, all the girls I know want the D.I juggle carrots, but I drop the beat.I'm a god to the people in Crete.I pound everything, including the street.I don't feel conceit, my life is just a great feat.I've been offbeat since I was a gameteBut I am replete with the knowledge I am eliteAmong men who trade on Wall StreetI'm wealthy enough to read a dope sheetAgainst this kind of mind it is difficult to competeMost opponents just admit defeat.In my personal time, I like to bowl.I love trivia; did you know Gangham is in Seoul? I've spent some time being an Internet troll.I don't force my way into chatrooms, I just cajole.My back spots look like a miniature atoll.I should probably get that looked at, but I think it's under control.I'm pro-birth control, anti-gun control, a libertarian as a whole.Gary Johnson is who I extol, although his victory is less likely than a third celestial pole.I quite enjoy the music of Eric Clapton and Dave Grohl. I live in the nice county of San Diego.We eat real food here, nothing with sago.I work out twice a day, I never get lumbago.My family owns enough islands to form an archipelago. Why does my family have so much cash?Well, when it became public, my dad bought Apple stock in a flash.He stuck the profits in the Caymans, now we have quite a cache.Cheating the government is not something that makes us abash. My mother owns a jet anyway, in case we need to dash.If this makes your poor yellowed teeth gnashI don't really care, I guess I'm just really brash.It appears as if I'm running out of space.What a disgrace for such a thing to take place.Well my friend, this paragraph will mark the end.I made it easy this time, but don't expect this as a trend.This is the f@g end* of the introduction of the best rap ever penned.I recommend my opponent be able to follow along and comprehendThe words I now append to this rap, so you do not misspendYour 4000 characters in an awkward dead end and overextend.I don't mean to condescend, but any mortal that can contend With a genius like me needs to transcendLogic, and to suspend reality in a poem and music carrick bend.If you can beat a rap this sick, you are a person I must commend.Although you should not pretend, there exists no loose end.THANK YOU. :D*Not a slur, Look it up. Can't type it due to obscenity filter.