Basketball knows who I am
I dream with a ball on top of my head
It feels crazy
I cant see myself doing anything but playing basketball all year.
Basketball is life
It helps me get through
My life is hell
Without basketball there wouldnt be a you to say hey to
it gets me through pain it gets me through sorrow
it gets me through having to wake up for school tomorrow
Everyone wonders who I am i'm that future WNBA player with a plan
to get away to get far
all I need is a basketball and thats my start
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