The Fresh Prince of Metropolis

Yo, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
So I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the son of Krypton and Lex Luthor’s heir

In Cadmus Laboratories, born and raised
In a test tube was where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
With knowledge channeled to my brain instead of going to school

‘Til a freak named Doomsday who was up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
He got in one little fight and the world felt sorrow
They said “You’re moving to the surface to be the Boy of Tomorrow”

I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,
It was floating off the ground with an AI in the mirror
If anything, I thought that this cab was spacey,
But I said, “Nah, forget it, to Metropolis, Casey!”

I, pulled, up to the Planet ‘bout 7 at night,
And the cabbie said “Dude, watch out for Kryptonite!”
I looked at my kingdom, it was finally real,
You can call me Fresh Prince, or the Boy of Steel.



I tried rapping to it. Failed. Might try again. FUN WRITING!!


That’s stupid fresh yo!

Does he have a buddy like Jazz that gets flung out onto the front lawn while sprinklers chick-chick-choo in the background?

Probably Impulse.

HCQ, next time we meet in person this piece of comedic creativity could be an act we perform. You can rap it as I dance to it.


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Bet on it.

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I have no words.

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cut to the front door of Cadmus as Impulse gets flung out onto the lawn


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