man a few weeks ago I had pretty extreme gastro pain and a high temp and could barely even sit up for more than five minutes at a time without having to lay down, out of energy. Couldn't eat anything, was vomiting when I'd drink water, couldn't sleep, just laid there like third base and wasn't getting any better for a few days. I managed to drop 10-15 pounds in a stretch of 4-5 days and was popping Tylenol like ju-ju bees to control the pain and bring down the fever. The sickest I have felt in a long time and I'd be up and down throughout the night. Called my mom and she got scared and said you're moving 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 homes to Bel-Air. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and yelled to the cabby yo homes smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.