Yep, on a playground is where I spent most of mah days, chillng out, maxng, relaxng all cool, and than shootng some b-ball outside of tha school.
Than, a couple of homeys who were actng no good, thay started makng trouble n mah neighbourhood. I gots nta one little fight and mah mom gots scisd, she said "You're movng wit yo auntie and uncle n Bel Air".
Well, I whistled fo a cab, and when it cbee near, tha license plate said fresh and it had dice n tha mirror. If anythng I thought "dis cab is ris", but I thought, "Nah fogit it, yo holmes ta Bel Air!"
I pulled up ta thair hizouse around, 7 or 8, and than yelled ta tha cabbie "Yo homes smell ya later". I looked at mah kngdom, yep, I was fnally thare, and I could sit on mah throne as tha Prnce of Bel Air.