granted, but yout life got flipped turned upside down and you'd like to take a minute just sit right there u'll tell us how u became the prince of a town called Bel-air. In west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground is where u spent most of ur days chillin' out maxin' and relaxin' all cool and shootin' some B-ball outside of the school when a couple of guys they were up to no good started makin' trouble in ur neighborhood u got in one little fight and ur mom got scared and she said "You're movin' wth your auntie and uncle in Bel-air". you whistled for a cab and when it came near the licence place said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror but anyway u could say that this cab was rare but u thought nah forget it "YO HOLMES TO BEL-AIR!" you pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and u yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at ur kingdom u were finally there to sit on ur throne as the prince of Bel-air...

I wish I was a potato shaped like a turd