Now this is the story, all about how, Hannah H’s life got flipped, turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, it’ll only take a sec, I’ll tell you how Hannah became the Princess of PLU's Outdoor Rec. In West Seattle, born n’ raised, on the playground is where she spent most of her days. Chillin’ out, maxin’ relaxin’ and all cool and all shootin’ some b-ball outside of the school. When a couple of guys that were up to no good, started makin’ trouble in her neighborhood. She got in one little fight and her mom got scared, and said, “you’re movin’ to Parkland because PLU is there. She begged and pleaded with her to have the day but she packed her suitcase and sent her on her way. She gave her a kiss and then she gave her her ticket, she put her walkman on and said, “I might as well kick it.” First class, yo this is bad, drinking’ orange juice outta a champagne glass. "Is this what the people of PLU living’ like? Hmm, this might be alright.” But wait she hear the prissy, bourgeois and all that. Is this the type of place they should send this cool-cat? She doesn't think so, she’ll in a sec, she hopes they’re prepared for the Princess of Outdoor Rec. Well, the plane landed and when she came out, there was a dude who looked like a cop standin’ there with my name out, she ain’t tryin’ to get arrested yet, she just got here. She sprang with the quickness like lightning disappeared. She whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror. If anything she could say this cat was rare, but yo she thought “man forget yet, yo home's PLU. She pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and yelled to the cabbie “yo homes smell ya later.” Looked at her kingdom around just to check, then to sit on her throne as the Princess of Outdoor Rec.