“Eu Precisava Voltar Com A Folhinha” is Cesar MC’s nostalgic pep-talk to himself. That little folhinha (a sheet from a notebook) is not just paper; it is the physical proof of teenage dreams scribbled on a rooftop, back when he cruised the streets on a battered bike and wore his dad’s bottle-collecting cap. The chorus – “Eu juro que ainda vou tocar o céu” – repeats like a mantra, promising that the boy who once battled rappers in the town square will still “touch the sky,” no matter how many falls and false starts lie between the hilltop favela and the Eiffel Tower.
Across the verses he rewinds the tape of his life: humble beginnings, early rap battles, the fear of failure and the thrill of risking everything for music. Each memory shows how faith, hustle, and a refusal to “dream low” turned setbacks into stepping-stones. In the end the folhinha symbolizes every goal we jot down and almost forget. Cesar MC heads back to pick it up and remind us that the toughest journeys can start with a single line of ink — and that giving up is the only way to keep our words from ever reaching the sky.