Alright, so it was after school....I usually play basketball with a couple of my friends at this park nearby my school..it's a kinda bad neighborhood. So in about the middle of the game, a couple of guys came up and where just eyeing me and my friends, we just ignored them for a bit until they just started playing on the same FU[/u]CKING court!!!! This pissed me and my friends off...one of my friends yelled,"Fu[/u]ck off!" ..they just knocked the ball out of my hand and that just pushed me to my last nerve...I punched the guy in the face and he just kicked my ***. My friends did a little better than me, but I feel like the assh[/u]oles won.
So I walk home like I usually do but with an injured face and arm....I get to my house, and my mom is outside sweeping the porch and she see's my face...I guess she got scared because she said,"you’re moving with your aunte 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 now forget it, yo homes to bel-air.
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby yo, homes smell you later looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air.