Everyone knows that only the best of the best make it big,
with 24/7 of practicing and buckets of your own sweat.
You practice so much the ball starts to talk to you,
telling you when to dribble and when to shoot.
You hear it telling you not to listen to anyone else,
just do what you do best.

All you ever hear is yelling,
every word burning into your brain as fast as melting ice.
never something the positive.
All the little voices in your head,
only push you harder.
You push and push until you finally really can’t anymore.

Everyone knows that nobody would be where they are without practice,
but some people practice in a different way.
They don’t have numb fingers from dribbling too much,
they don’t wanna work hard until they have to.
But a real baller will keep going until their fingers are bleeding,
a real baller will push themselves until they know they’re the best.

Until those last few seconds of their whole life they ball,
just until their last breathe rest.
Then even while they aren’t with us anymore,
we know they still dream of it ,
and we all know they were the real baller.
Have a big dream, and once you can, live it like you.