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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I leave most motherfuckers with suppressed lungs running out of air supply,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Two in the air for the people who aint scared of heights

I used to think that was the shit until i saw the fresh prince

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

That night i took jesus in like my first breath of fresh air.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere