In West Philadelphia I was born and raised. On a playground is where I spent most of my days chilling out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, shootin' some b-ball outside of the school.
When a couple of guys who were up to no good started makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said "You're movin' 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, Holmes, to Bel-Air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes, smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air