[Intro]
Ever since I was a little boy
Mama told me I'm the son of God, yeah yeah
Ever since I was a little boy
Mama told me I'm the son of God, yeah
[Verse 1]
Little black boy going to a white school
s**er punched in the mouth every day by this dude
Talked about my skin, yeah, hue so dark
Mama said your color's beautiful, son, but
That black kid that was beating on those tables
Is now that kid on that stage next to those turntables
Mama cried so much while she was pregnant with me
Said it's a blessing that you carry in your stomach, but
Looking for the one to share my life with
I think I found her but I'm scared that I might ruin it
My past is so dirty, and getting really haunts me
She looked me in my face the other day and said, (Do you believe?)
That this can work, I believe in you
I'm a mess and she's beauty, and she holds me down too
I look around and see there's other people taking off
And there's no limits, but
[Verse 2]
I love my father, wanna be like him when I start a family
Sacrifice so much that to this day I never understand it
My inspiration pushes my motivation
Last night we had a conversation, and he asked (Do you believe?)
Tell yourself, that you can achieve what they say is impossible
That your God is unstoppable so what you fearin' for?
I told him I don't know, he said believe in your dream
And you're a son that I love
[Outro]
*One new Voice Message*
Hi Brandon, this is your mom, I was just sitting here thinking about you. Just wanted to tell you that I love you, and I'm thinking about the times when you were a little boy, um, when I was carrying you. All the tears that I shed, and aw man, the many nights of crying when I was carrying you
Your dad was on d**, people told me, family members told me I should have an abortion. But when I look at you now, I'm so thankful that I did not take what they were telling me to do, and I'm glad that the tears I shed did not scar you, because seeing what you are now and what God is doing, I mean you are in your element. You were beating on pots and pans since you were nine months old, and I'm so thankful, I am very proud of you
The sky is the limit to what you can achieve. So there are no limits, you are *limitless*, but, do you believe?