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So Ill tell you a story, about something that changed my life, I was on the playground where I spent a lot of time and sometimes I would just chill or I would play basketball, now there were some mean kids one day who came up to me and picked a fight. That night I went home and I told my mom, of course she was upset. She said I should go to my aunt and uncle where its safer for a while. I tried to tell her she was overreacting while I was begrudgingly packing my things, but then I just put on my headphones to listen music and thought you know I might as well go. I got to the flight and found out it was first class! It really was the lap of luxury. When I ordered orange juice they gave it to me in a champagne glass! After that I thought to myself hey maybe this wont be so bad. But you know I thought I heard they were real big snobs there, and since I was so badass, I hoped they were prepared for me. When I got off the flight some guy who looked like a cop had my name out on a card. Well this was sketchy to me so I ran off and decided to get a taxi to be safe. I noticed this taxi had a custom license plate. I never seen a taxi with a custom plate before, and also there were dice hanging from his mirror. For a moment I thought this was a very special taxi but quickly dismissed the notion and told the driver to take me to my new place. I got there around 7 or 8 o clock. I told the cab driver off, and looked around. I thought finally I'm here. I felt good; I felt like the prince of this place about to sit on my throne. I thought about the custom license plate on the cab, it said fresh, and I thought, you know I'm feeling pretty fresh. In fact I was the Fresh Prince, of this new town...Bel Air