Born and raised in West Philadelphia, I spent most of my days on the playground, where I would chill, max and relax, playing basketball outside of school. Sadly, a couple of guys, who were plainly up to no good, had started to make trouble in my neighbourhood. I did get into a bit of a scuffle which scared my mother, who promptly sent me to live with my family in Bel-Air. The journey there was humorous. The taxi that I rode in had dice on the mirror and 'Fresh' on the licence plate, which I found to be a coincidence, albeit rather ironic as when I arrived, around 7 or 8, I said to the driver 'Smell you later!" Having finally arrived in Bel Air, I feel suitably equipped to deal with life here, as a prince on his throne.