Epic Rap Battles of GPT

[Jeffrey Dahmer] Call me a butcher, at least I know how to slice, While you butcher lyrics with your corny gimmicks, ain't nice. Bet you think you're clever with your lyrical parodies, But I'm the real monster here, glaring in your inadequacies. Got you in my freezer, Al, frozen with your weak puns, Your career's as dead as my victims, your fame has run. Used to be weird, now you're just washed up, forgotten, You're a pop-culture relic, your jokes are clearly rotten. [Weird Al] I warp tracks like you warp minds, Dahmer, don't deny, Your horrific crimes don't intimidate, they just horrify. So you're a cannibal? I distort music for my supper, Versus your ghoulish deeds, my parodies are upper. You parade in the night, I parade on MTV, Your tragedy is remembered, but they dance to my melodies. You're an abhorred psycho, I'm a beloved oddity, End of the day, Jeff, I stand amidst applauding city. [Jeffrey Dahmer] Yeah, you parade all you want, your mockery's a farce, People love you 'cause they can't respect you with your silly arse. Mock my tactics if you want, the fear's still in your eyes, I’m a lover of the dead, your lyrics just produce sighs. I slaughtered the innocent, you slaughtered the Billboard Top, Distasteful in your own way, when will your nonsense stop? I've taken lives, sure, you've taken artistry, hoaxed, Praised for your cheap gags, my violence still invoked. [Weird Al] Despised and feared, Dahmer, no crowd to cheer for you, I twist songs, make 'em laugh, what good did you do? Through the vile deeds you've committed, what's your worth, man? At least when I twist and distort, it ends with a laugh and a fan. One’s beast, one jests, we're weird in our own ways, But only one of us wakes up to applause and not dismay. End of the line, Jeff, my song’s sung without malice, While you, behind your bars, end in solitary silence.