If you take it you'll get in a fight at over a b-ball game over some bullshit that some kids won't understand, and your mama will get all scared. Scared that you'll never grow up like she wants ya too, always fighting in and out of school. Gangbanging on the street with your homies and rapping to the beat. So she'll send you to your uncle and your auntie in bel-air. The cab will come up and the license plate will say FRESH. Then the cab drops you off and you'll say "Smell ya later!", and you'll know you're there. Taking your place on your throne as the FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR!
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