We both could ball
Under 6 feet, wish I was tall
But you got all the height
And a contract with Nike
I was still wearing buddies
Two strips, man very ugly
I used to school you in the yard
You was too easy to guard
Taught you all I knew about the game
I’m the G.O.A.T. but you got the fortune and fame
I stand five feet and eight inches
When I was in the game, Mike used to ride benches
In high school my jersey was 45
Mike picked 23, cuz he was still only half as live
One summer younger brother put in some work
Stepped up his game And had a major growth spurt
He became a legend but my feelings ain’t hurt
Man, I wish I was tall...