Wing$

I was seven years old, when I got my first pair
 And I stepped outside
 And I was like, momma, this air bubble right here
 It's gonna make me fly
 I hit that court and when I jumped
 I jumped, I swear I got so high
 I touched the net, mom, I touched the net
 This is the best day of my life
 Air Max's were next
 That air bubble, that mesh
 The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread
 At school, I was so cool
 I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
 My friends couldn't afford 'em
 Four stripes on their Adidas
 On the court I wasn't the best
 But my kicks were like the pros
 Yo, I stick out my tongue
 So everyone could see that logo
 Nike Air Flight, book bag was so dope
 And then my friend Carlos' brother
 Got murdered for his Fours, whoa
 See he just wanted a jump shot
 But they wanted his Starter coat, though
 Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
 You'd get clowned for those Pro Wings, with the velcro
 Those were not tight
 I was trying to fly without leaving the ground
 Wanted to be him
 I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
 I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in
 I wanted what he had, America, it begins
 I wanna fly
 Can you take me far away?
 Give me a star to reach for
 Tell me what it takes
 And I'll go so high
 I'll go so high
 My feet won't touch the ground
 Just stitch my wings
 And pull the strings
 I bought these dreams
 That all fall down
 We want what we can't have
 The commodity makes us want it
 So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
 Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shit
 A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes
 I would never hoop in
 Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
 I'm an individual, yeah, but I'm part of a movement
 My movement told me be a consumer
 And I consumed it
 They told me to just do it
 I listened to what that swoosh said
 Look at what that swoosh did
 See it consumed my thoughts
 Are you stupid, don't crease 'em
 Just leave 'em in that box
 Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
 That's my air bubble and I'm lost if it pops
 We are what we wear
 We wear what we are
 But see I look inside the mirror
 And think Phil Knight tricked us all
 Will I stand for change or stay in my box?
 These Nikes help me define me
 But I'm trying to take mine, off
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 I wanna fly
 Can you take me far away?
 Give me a star to reach for
 Tell me what it takes
 And I'll go so high
 I'll go so high
 My feet won't touch the ground
 Just stitch my wings
 And pull the strings
 I bought these dreams
 That all fall down
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 It started out with what I wear to school
 That first day, like these are what make you cool
 And this pair, this would be my parachute
 So much more than just a pair of shoes
 Nah, this is what I am
 What I wore, this is the source of my youth
 This dream that they sold to you
 For a hundred dollars and some change
 Consumption is in the veins
 And now I see it's just another pair of shoes