In west Haifa, Israel, born and raised
In the arena was where she spent most of her days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And all shootin some moonfares outside of the school
When a couple of ‘locks
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in her neighborhood
She got in one little fight and her mom was less calm
She said ‘You’re movin’ with your kitty and brother in West Palm’

She whistled for a gryphon and when it came close
The license plate said POOH and it had dice in the toes
If anything she can say that this bird is bomb
But she thought ‘Now forget it’ – ‘Yo homes to West Palm’
She pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And she yelled to the birdie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’
She looked at her kingdom, she was finally there
To have the pooh sit on her Throne as the Queen of her home