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Dear Diary

Mood: Depressed

I just don't get it diary. My parents are just the worst humans on the earth. I was making out with this guy on the b-ball court after school one day, to impress some girls, you know? And my mom drives by because I asked her to bring me a fresh pair of socks and saw it. Well.. she got scared cuz she thought I was in a fight and said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air."

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, "Nah, forget it. Yo home to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

Ugh, I just don't know WHAT I'm going to do diary.. I don't even think they have Hot Topic in Bel Air..