it wasn't Maybe I made you think my highlights started

at the free throw line And not in the gym

Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner

That my game was built on flash and not fire Maybe it's my fault that you didn't see that

failure gave me strength That pain was my motivation

Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a God given gift

And not something I worked hard for Every single day of my life

Maybe I destroyed the game Or maybe, you're just making excuses