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

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Yeah my name is ayo fresh

Baby i’mma mess, mess

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

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

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

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

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Buyin' the best of fresh prince for the bedroom

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,