Mysteriously one night the worlds population decided music must be serious. What should have been instant success, cash and fame was tragically derailed when every visitor to the bands Last.fm read the wiki and, disgusted, decided to take their fandom elsewhere. The boys went from the promise of platinum to pickpocketing the pious overnight. It is said that a Pennsypino boy is solely responsible for the collapse of this "sure-thing". The frontman Corey Oliver turned to a NyQuil dependency and started abusing his mom got scared and said you're moving with your aunty and uncle in Bel-Air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said FRESH and there were dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought nah forget it, yo home to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I 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.