Words cannot describe it but they can try.
I believed I could fly.
I did fly, higher than high.
Then I fell lower than low.
Left my hometown on the go.
Took my talents to South Beach guaranteed rings.
Guaranteed things since I was king of kings.
Not one, not two, not three, not four.
Now in troubled waters just looking for the shore.
They all probably think I'm a liar.
"He's so good, so strong, but he has no fire."
I'm just a man expected to be more.
I try to block it out but I can't close the door.
Nobody can guard me when I have the ball.
Except pressure, that guy's too tall.
