P-World
P-World is Pittsburg, and if you don’t know what that is, you’re probably from somewhere fancy like San Jose or Palo Alto. You know it’s P-World if you’ve ever been stuck in traffic with a bunch of slow drivers.
P-World is where my uncle lives, and he still thinks he’s cool because he drives a Honda Civic.
I got lost in P-World, and now I’m lost in life.
My mom moved to P-World, and now she calls me 'son' like I’m her employee.