A tribute to how much I love the show...and because we're all sooo bored in my office today. Now this is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a park called Bel Air In East Dulwich where I was born and raised Goodrich playground is where I spent most of my days Jumpers for goalposts, thought I was so cool And letting off bangers outside of the school Couple of Charter School kids they were up to no good Started brap-brappin' in my neighbourhood Bitchslapped in the face and my mom got scared And said 'You're moving over to your nan's up by Bel-Air' (Park) I waited for a P4 and when it came near The licence plate said 'you'll be lucky if you see another one this year' If anything I could say that this bus was ripe Front smells of mothballs, back seats smell of sh*te Pulled up near the gaff about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the driver yo, home smell ya later, Rounded the corner, organic butcher was there Just seconds away from becoming prince of Bel Air (Park) Swap the words about and write your own...go on. I dares ya.