When I play basketball I feel alive

All I want to do is aim high not low

As the shock clock wines down

I’m like Michael Jordan in his prime (Tf 36)

But when benched I feel I’m running out of time

My eyeballs have been ripped apart (Tf 5,6)

And you don’t know what to do

You can't wait to become a star, but it will take time and growth,

just as when you first started to crawl

Is it my time

My coach has a smile of a 660 mile subway

Recalling my past performance

The things that make you feel alive (Tf 46) 

I can still feel these thoughts yet remain inspired to succeed (tf 46,47)

Coach makes me feel like i’m running underwater

What more does he need

In desperate hope I go search for my ball every corner of my room

Most of us seem to lose

the soul of mine struggles

But will never fall

How will you use this moment?