Round of applause for the man who doesn't understand that when he stands in front of

many fans and goes ham, they begin to change their plans, start to be like him, and he's

afraid of when its grim, will they dim when his light is trim

He looks like Tim with his long limbs, strong whims he receives and lets it leave like a calm wind, told by his peers he's goated

They hope that LeBron wins.

In West Covina, he's a Tomlin, less worried of the victories

but more about their dreams, his epiphanies on his effect on the future hits physically

literally.

His former students talk about the impact which in fact was bigger than expected

I admit that I was emotional hearing that you played because of me,

Bunch of plays that I made didn't make us more of a team, yet it seems you still found the fire to pursue it after all

of the falls, couple wins, never draws, can't believe that I'm the reason why you ball

Open my eyes to the truth that I despise, that I'm the catalyst for how you shape your very life

Not trying to toot my horn but when they reach their merry heights, I played a decent role in itso maybe do it right.

To the girl with the strings I want to say you play them nice

Your stage presence key and also how you rock the mic, don't blink twice

Cause one day you'll be as old as I,

And I pray you already spreaded your wings to go and fly go and try,

It doesn't hurt to attempt, it hurts to hide, And haters only prove that you were worth their time to cry,

Your art can be transcendent if you step Outside the lines, the only way to know it

If you step outside the find