text: Um......Sup, cock fucking face niggas?
  Its your boy Ace, man. Um.....
  Im in fucking Sacramento right now and shit, mom just moved
  Ive got nothing better to do out here, so Im just gonna freestyle for you dick sucking motherfuckers, alright?
  Ready? Who you with? Nah, Im playing.......um.....
  Alright, lets see.......
  This some exclusive shit, nigga. Um.....
  Im really gonna freestyle, none of this shit written like these other
  Motherfuckers do. Alright?
  Free styling, and that nigga Wild N Out, like Nick Cannon. Fuck on rock or bammin Obama
  Imma fuckin bomb ya. Have to be something with your mamma and Osama
  Bin Laden, that nigga been hidin. Probably been ridin in the dirty
  Eating on my dads white stuff, like Mcflurry
  Niggas cant burn me. I am not a book, you cant learn me
  But dont fuck me, you cannot yearn me. I am not a fucking check, you cannot earn me
  What the fuck else rhymes with earn? Bernie
  Bernie and irk, irk and Kirk, and Kirk is fucking Berk and Berk is fucking Bobby
  Bobbys fucking auntie, Johnny. Johnny fucking nanny, auntie. Johnnys fucking Chuck, and Chuck is fucking Bobby
  So, its like a threesome, with eighteen more fucking people
  Im a fucking zero, your a fucking two plus eight, six. I cant count, thats why I wont amount to shit
  But I got a big dick, and its growing. And my fucking lyrics keep flowing
  And my mother fucking spit keep getting on my fucking clothes and the camera
  Lens. I am in the mother fucking camera bends
  I dont make sense, but I could give a damn if your bitch is a man. If your mother fucking head hurt from working all day
  If your mommas dead, she be sucking dick and fucking pussy blunt ashtrays with your uncle
  Fuck em, fuck you. If you looking at this, fuck you
  Here, you is a mother fucking queer
  Shout out to Odd Future, Peas n Carrots. We gon sit down and say cheers. I just though of that right now
  Actually, I thought about that two minutes ago. We can go find a ho, or a slut, or a bitch, open up her legs and probably bust a nut in her hair
  Spit up on the lens, lens up on the spit. This cameras shit
  Hopefully, some niggas will get me a cannon
  Back to my first line, bammin Obama. Fuck you and your fucking momma
  And your mommas cousin, they be buzzing, they be smoking, and then they coke, and then they drink, and then they play Young dro in a Lincoln. Im winking
  Im lying, and your bitch is lying. Because the bitch got shot, and her fucking moms dying
  No, shes not dying, Im lying. Her fucking uncle bobby just got shot with a BB......Gun, niggas better run
  My dicks a gun, and its about to cum. Blow you in your mouth, yeah, I blow it in your mouth
  Get it? No, you dont. Yes, you will, no, I wont
  Fuck, Im running out of breath. Need a fucking, inhaler before I fucking, inhale ya
  This shit is recording, now I gotta save you like Im jesus Christ, but Im not
  And hopefully the nigga behind me dont have a knife. Im home alone, and I got my own bone, this is my own song
  Actually, Im going home tonight. Actually, Im lying, I aint right. Yep, yeah, eah
  No, Im going theres, to the house
  Im from Hawthorne, the dirty dirty. Where niggas get stabbed up, where niggas get rabbed up in rasbeads
  And when I say rasbead, niggas get raped. No homo, were not fruity, were not rasbead
  Were the other b2k members. Were not fucking white winter, like December. Were low so, like fall in like September, or October, or November
  I thought I told you, fuck. Im sick of fucking rapping, Im sick of fucking clapping, for you mother fuckers thats rapping
  Saying that I freestyle, bring the pain. Nigga, this is not a freestyle. Im not stupid, your not Lil Wayne
  These niggas say, fuck Im not gonna get up into it. Because these wallet chain niggas gonna get me into it, and Im a say screw it, but Im not gonna chop
  But Im not Mike Jones, and Im not Mike Jones, Mike Jones. Who? Shut the fuck up
  Heres a dick, dad, you can suck up. But actually, I dont give a fuck up
  Imma a be a man about it and hopefully, suck it up. Im talking about your dick, fuck it. You love it, no, you fucking hate it
  And you fucking rate it, and degrade it, and discard it. Fuck it, Ill catch you niggas tomorrow
  Odd Future. Happy Days. Bicano, and Casey Veggies. My nigga K Mac, shout to Left Brain, and my nigga Jerry, and my ex girlfriend, bitch buried. Shout out to Ology, teen blocks coming up
  Cheers, busting in your ears
  What else, did not fucking shout out? Thats probably the only niggas on MySpace I like
  Oh, fuck it. The beats coming bac- Nah, Im playing, Im so sick of this shit
  Ill see yall niggas later