My Dream

I hear bouncing balls at a distance,
so I run to the beautiful sound,
I see a court far far away,
there's a man who is fundamentally sound,
as I run there is a hand that holds me back,
a mouth that puts me down,
I feel like a loser, so i turn around,
A person calls for me, so I turn right back ,
and give that mouth and hand a beautiful whack,
I am set on my goal,
to find the man who I think I know.

I smell a smell that smells like fire,
its a rope that is lit on one end but not the other,
I race it to the opening,
we had a whole bunch of fun,
I even named him Tony,
for his jokes that were sort of dumb,
I am right there,
I see the man I call what is your name,
he will not answer,
I yell is it Tony,
he pays me no mind,
I yell do I know you,
I see his hair,
it is the same color as mine,
his shooting technique is identical to mines,
So I call my name,
tell me is your name Jeron,
He looks and its me,
My dream to be,
the fans are screaming,
the cameras were flashing,

So I think is this my love, is this my passion,
playing a silly game and getting paid millions,
doesn't seem bad but can it be true,
Is this what I really should do,
I toss I turn my forehead burns,
I awake from my sleep,
I grab a ball walk down my hall and shout this is my dream,
my love my passion my dedication for the game,
I will play my hardest every game,
sweat until I feel the pain,
shout and shout the name of the game,
basketball, basketball, basketball,
my girl and my love,
I do I do I do.