In west Philadelphia born and raised in a playground where I spend most of my days chilling out nice and relaxing all cool And shooting some b-ball outside the school When a couple of guys there were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mum got scared and She said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air I beg and pleaded but after a day later she packed my suit case and send me on my way.. She gave me a kiss and she gave me my ticket I put my Walkman on and said I might as well kick it First class yo this is bad drinking orange juice of a champagne glass if this is what the people in bel air live like.. hmm this might be alright.. I whistled for a cab.. Eh you get it.. That all came from straight memory btw