Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just don't be a pity
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Sky City.
In south California born and raised
On my DS was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got gritty
She said your moving with your friends in Sky City.
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I turned my iPhone on and said "I might as well kick it"
First class, yo, this spazz
Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Sky City livin' like?
Hmmm, this might be all right
But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, and all that
Is this the type of place that they just sent this cool cat?
I don't think so, its a high responsibility.
I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Sky City
Well, uh, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out
I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet, I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said 'Wicked' and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab had high respectability.
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo holmes, to Sky City!"
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes, smell ya later"
Looked at my kingdom, well not intentionally
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Sky City.