I started out in a bit of a rough neighborhood. I used to hang out and play basketball in the school yard, until a couple of young men who contributed to the "roughness" of the neighborhood started picking on me. I was involved in a small, but startling altercation with these boys and this frightened my mom, so she said I was going to live with her sister and brother-in-law over in Los Angeles...
No, wait...I think that was the Fresh Prince of Bel Air.
Nevermind, that wasn't like my life at all.
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Haha. Sorry, I aint no first lady.
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