My Dream Was To Become A Rec

I'm Not Out Here To Be Showing You I'm This Perfect Person.

I Play Basketball. I Can't Control The Media, The Way I Play. I Can't Control All Of It.

And Last, My Mom. I Don’t Think You Know What You Did. You Had My Brother When You Were 18 Years Old. Three Years Later, I Came Out. The Odds Were Stacked Against Us. Single Parent With Two Boys By The Time You Were 21 Years Old. Everybody Told Us We Weren’t Supposed To Be Here. We Went From Apartment To Apartment By Ourselves. One Of The Best Memories I Had Was When We Moved Into Our First Apartment, No Bed, No Furniture And We Just Sat In The Living Room And Just Hugged Each Other. We Thought We Made It.

I Can Score The Basketball, But I Think I Can Pass Pretty Well Or I Can Make The Correct Pass. I'm Not The Type Of Guy Who's Just Going To Throw The Ball Inbounds To A Guy Who's Wide Open. I Can Make The Right Pass.

You Know, I Think More People Should Watch Women's Basketball. It'd Do So Much For The Game.