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

I stay fresh prince like i live in bel-air

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Propelling through heirs to alter the air of fairness offered

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

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

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there