Gather around, friends and foes, punks and hoes
I’m about to destroy Julie, this is how the story goes
I read your rhymes and those lines were unbearable
Even a retard could tell that your bars are just terrible
Why are you acting like you’re the finest
When everyone knows that this girl is spineless
I’m wondering what pills you are on
You must be having a bad trip cause those rhymes were all wrong
I ain’t even trying to come strong, nursery rhymes would do
Cause face it, it doesn’t take much to murder you
I should be humble though, I’m battling a celebrity
Cause “The Girlie Had a Mustache” was all about Julie
You have a wack flow it’s unbalanced like asymmetry
You try and mimic me, but unlike you I have my anal virginity
What’s up with all the below the belts references?
You mad cuss real guys don’t put you in their preferences
I’ve seen your picture Julie, the one with the large dog
Beauty and the beast, and the beauty was the damn dog
If I was a punching bag, you still couldn't hit me
You have less of a chance than a blind man drunk on whiskey
I don’t need no car, no money, no deal, I got this **** locked
You're only alive because your daddy’s condom popped
I’ve got a question Julie, and try to give an honest answer
How come you look so white, you suffering from cancer?
You always mention that you’re a girl, what’s up with that
Are you uncomfortable about your sexuality cause boobs you lack?
I could battle you all day, it’s no biggie for me
See you’re twenty-three but that underpants line reminds me, you’re still in your puberty
I’m slaughtering you so brutally, my rhymes hit you so physically
What you lack is personality and the entire female sensuality
I’mma rest my mind for a minute, I’m done dissin
If you ever have a break-out performance it's cause of your acne condition