Mama…
This ain’t just a song.
This is my heart talking.
This is everything you poured into me…
Coming right back to you.


Late night, November 8th, ’72…
You were only eighteen, but God chose you.
A young girl holding a newborn boy,
No roadmap, no help, just fear and joy.
You could’ve folded, but you stood your ground,
Turned a tiny apartment into holy ground.
Raised me and LJ with nothing but strength,
Stretched every dollar to impossible lengths.

Welfare days, Lafayette Shores, Norway Place,
But you kept dignity written all over your face.
You said, “Baby, where you’re from don’t define your name,”
“Act better, be better — never walk in shame.”
You taught us pride without arrogance,
Respect without fear,
And that the projects were a place we lived…
Not a place we’d stay for life.

[Hook]
Mama, you carried storms that weren’t meant for one pair of hands,
But you still raised two boys into two grown men.
Ain’t enough breath in my lungs to thank you right,
Ain’t enough years in my life to pay you back.
But I promise you this —
You will never walk alone again.
Not ever.

[Verse 2 ]
Boyce Drive memories still sit in my chest,
You made broken places feel safe to rest.
You gave us what we needed, taught us work for what we want,
Taught us never let the world treat us like we’re less than we are.
You were mother, father, protector, and guide,
You held the whole world together with nothing but pride.

And now that I’m grown, I see the weight you carried,
The nights you cried silent, the burdens you married.
You hid your pain so we could feel peace,
You broke yourself down so we could increase.
Mama, that kind of love ain’t normal —
That’s divine.
That’s God working through a woman
Who refused to let her sons fall behind.

[Hook]
Mama, you carried storms that weren’t meant for one pair of hands,
But you still raised two boys into two grown men.
Ain’t enough breath in my lungs to thank you right,
Ain’t enough years in my life to pay you back.
But I promise you this —
You will never walk alone again.
Not ever.

[Bridge]
I pray you stop stressing over things you can’t control…
You’ve done enough.
You’ve fought enough.
You’ve given enough.
Let God hold the things that keep you up at night.
And let me hold you the way you held me
When I was too small to understand the world.

[Outro]
Mama…
My love for you will never change.
From the projects to the present,
From struggle to blessing,
You are the reason I stand tall.

And hear me when I say this —
Me and my wife got you forever.
You will always be taken care of.
You will always have a place with us.
And I will always be by your side for life.

You gave me everything you had…
Now let me give back to you.