In west Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days, chillin out maxin relaxin all cool and shooting some b ball outside of the school where a couple of guys, they were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said your moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice on the mirror, if anything I would said this cab is rare but I thought naw forget it, yo home, to bel-air.
I... pulled... up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie yo holmes smell yah lata, I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, and it was time to sit on my throne... as the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.
Ahhh... I know that song by heart and love it so hahaha, lets start up a chain shall we?, look at the rest of my post if you need help.
