Yep, on a playground is where I spent most of my days, chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool, and then shooting some b-ball outside of the school.
Then, a couple of guys who were acting no good, they started making trouble in my neighbourhood. I got into one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air".
Well, 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 thought "this cab is rare", but I thought, "Nah forget it, yo holmes to Bel Air!"
I pulled up to their house around, 7 or 8, and then yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes smell ya later". I looked at my kingdom, yep, I was finally there, and I could sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.