Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. And I'd like to take a minute, so just sit right there! I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In west philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days. Chillin out, maxin, relaxin all cool, 'n' all shootin some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple of guys (they were up to no good) started makin 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 in the mirror! If anything, I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought, "Nah, forget it, Yo homes to Bel Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell you later!" I looked at my kingdom. I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air.