This is a song about "Fresh prince of bel air"

I stay fresh prince like i live in bel-air

And got her room number, you can find me there

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

We was loonie i suppose, you could

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Ya .ima breath fresh air watch em cough it out,

In her defense she a part of the crowd