I Am From
I am from helmets and shoulder pads strapped up tight
I am from a Kid who longed to play all night
I am from an intelligent man and a women who works so hard
I am from a boy who plays catch with his dad in the front yard
I am from a kid who talks with might and with that talking brings larger opponents to fright
I am from a young man who loves sweet potato pie and from a grandmother who went bye bye
I am from a strong family who taught me all they could and with that family hes doing so good
from his strong family and the cleats on his feat there is no way this man can be beat
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