The Legend
Days thirsting to play this sport -
sunrays bursting in the day, I wish I can deport-
The world and leave to a basketball land -
But all these responsibilities I have to sort -
Before I put this ball In my hand -
I can feel a fever fertilizing in my head -
Headaches from life, life never bland -
Red cakes to celebrate the shed -
Of strife, basketball make you understand -
That hating is dead -
It is all respect for the legend -
Kobe dropped 60 and became like our reverend -
Warriors did the impossible, 73 is planted in history
And who’s the next legend? It’s all a unsolvable mystery -
I want to be the best, nothing less -
Haters never tell you “Yes”, but accumulate zest-
I inspire to be like jordan
I inspire to be the “ Jumpman”, the legendary crest -
I want to play all around America and make a legendary quest.
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