Last but not least is Florida’s own Wifisfuneral, who proves why his underdog title is well-deserved. “Okay, back from the dead, smokin’ thrax in my bed/It’s that young boy who don’t care, nine shots popped up in the air/I’m gon’ ride, I don’t care, wait,” he spits, pausing before before rattling off a myriad of bars about women and fame. He then closes the cypher by asserting his dominance, rapping, “Treat this rap shit just like it’s a jugg, it’s only one spot, I gotta take it now/If I die today then I’m the best that ever made it now/Man, you can’t do this shit, you get that pressure you gon’ fade around/You can’t do this shit, you get that pressure you gon’ fade around.”