Junior Jackson Margolis’ biweekly blog, Ballerino Baller, is a collection of responses to the book “500 Writing Prompts,” which his mother gave him for Christmas. The posts will foremost try to comedically entertain but still have a note of seriousness.

Write a short rap song about yourself. Make sure it rhymes.

Similar to basketball and ballet, rap is a perfect blend of artistry and technique. Making a rap about my life is the perfect way to both artistically yet directly explain my values and what “Ballerino Baller” means:

They say I move like a twig

Tell them this twig’s got a name

Might not be that big

But boy I still got some game

While my only real skill is at the free-throw line

Mama says it doesn’t matter

“You still got places to shine.”

When I’m dancing on the marley, I be thinking bout the euro

When I’m sinking that three, I want to Shenae like a churro

(Chorus) Cuz I’m dancing when I’m balling

I be balling when I’m dancing

Got these thoughts of revolution

Working toward the evolution

Yes, I’m dancing when I’m balling

I be balling when I’m dancing

Got these thoughts of revolution

Working toward the evolution

5, 6, 7, 8

I say I want to do it all

It’s just when I shoot the ball

My ego is breaking when my maestro is shaking

Look, I respected Kyrie till he thought the world was flat

My boy Drew ain’t no artist; he’s an acrobat.

Ain’t got no handles like Kyrie or some turns like Mikhail Brish

But my threes and all my sautés make the sound of a swish

(Chorus)

I am living it every day

Yay yay yay

Insecure’s not the way

Not the way-ay

Asking me if I slay

Do you slay, man?

It’s only when I pray

Ay ay ay

(Chorus)

—By Jackson Margolis

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