Recap: Self-proclaimed “Reach God” D.O.T. exercises his bars to superb effect, especially in rounds 1 and 2, with a combination of vanglorious (“My bullets stick together, it’s like they got chemistry!”) gun bars, lofty sound bites and an over-the-top performance to take this one against Traffic, who landed some (“I’ll pull out my evil twin on you, like ‘my bad’ bro”) shiners here and there, but overall couldn’t match D.O.T.’s intensity or wordplay.
Verdict: D.O.T. (W) 2-1
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “Empty the clip on him…[click]…[click]…’Fuck!!!’ then throw the glock at him!”
