Here's A Little About Me:

In west Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spend most on my days. Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and shooting some
 b-ball outside of school, when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said "you're Moving with your Auntie and Uncle in Bel Air." I begged and pleaded with her day after day but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kiss and then she gave me a ticket, I put my Walkman on I said I might as well 'I might as well kick it'. First class, yo this ain't bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass, is this what the people of Bel Air living like? Hmmmmmmmm this might be alright. I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said 'fresh' and there was dice in the mirror. If anything I could think this cab was rare, but I thought 'not forget it'- Yo Holmes to Bel Air! I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cab 'yo Holmes smell you later." Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air.