Ballin'
Phones on my head,
ball in my hands
I shut off the world
and all of its plans.
Listening to the music,
feeling the rhythm
and the beat
I breathe in the freedom,
let out all my defeat.
I forget all my troubles
and the burdens on my back.
I don’t see nothin’ but the goal,
it’s just the hoop and my soul.
I let the music overtake me.
I lose myself in the feeling of the grip.
My world changes
to a place where I don’t trip;
to the place where nothing can hurt me
and the court is all I see.
I bounce the ball
and that’s where I fall...
Fall into amazing bliss.
It’s an adrenaline rush.
It’s like a drug and a high,
it’s like a bottle and a buzz.
Between my legs,
behind my back,
I release the pill
and the world goes black.
Time stops,
nothin’ but net!
The crowd goes wild!
They’re all on their feet,
I’ve made the winning three
at the sound of the beat.
(2008)
