This is my domain
this is where
I reign supreme
I am the American dream
when I’m on the court
I’m the playmaker
with the killa’ cross
over I’m the risk taker
when the shot clock is racin’
I’m in the paint
that’s where I dominate
first round draft pick to the NBA
the fans they love me
but when I take off this jersey
Will you remember me?
When instead of the hardwood
I’m just another black kid in the hood
where the black top is my home
and I am my own competition
there’s no endorsements that bare my name
or media frenzies when the public hears my name
there’s no pressure to win
just the love of the game
‘cause without this jersey
and the number seven on my back
the hood would still know me
but without the money, ice, & this black Lac
with the tints to match
Would you remember me?
If you’ve never seen my face on ya T.V. screen
Would you remember me?
Probably not.
I’d just be another kid from the hood
with Hoop Dreamz