I Love You Philadelphia. I Want To

Believe Me, I Am Not Even That Brave Enough To Miss That Many Practices.

I Remember Playing In A Tournament When At Home We Didn't Have Light, Because My Mom Spent Her Last Money On My Sneakers.

I Don't Want To Be Another Jordan, Magic, Or Isiah. When My Career Is Over, I Want To Be Able To Look In The Mirror And Say 'i Did It My Way'.

Please Don't Try To Make Things Nice! All The Wrong Notes Are Right? I Want It That Way.

You Make Other Team Think You Going One Way And You Got To Sell The Move Going That Way And You've Got To Really Make Them Think That You're Going That Way And They're Going The Other Way. When It Ends Up Ultimately Being A Perfect Crossover Is When You Shake Them So Bad That They Can't Even Get Back Into The Play To Play Defense. You're Already Gone. That's What I Think The Perfect One Is To Where A Teammate Of His Has To Stop You From Scoring.