Police pull up around two o'clock and they shining that white light inside my crib

What they doing?

Hmm, I told my brother, "Don't start no confusion"

It's a crooked institution

They will say, "How you doing, Black man?"

How do you stand?

With all of that trauma inside of your head?

How they do that, Black man?

How do they stand?

With all of that trauma and blood on they hands?

How they do it? (Oh, oh, oh)

I just wanna ask how they do it (oh, oh)

How they sleep at night, man? How they do it? (Oh, oh, oh)

They won't ever ask how we're doing

'Cause this world right now is

(Under pressure)

I done prayed so much that God's tired of me

(Under pressure)

I got carpet burns on both of my knees

(Under pressure)

How this check supposed to cover my bills?

(Under pressure)

Fuck your therapist, ain't got time to heal

(If you can't take the heat, then get your ass out the kitchen)

Petitions they say that we bitchin'

If you can't take the heat, then get your ass out the kitchen

Protesting, they ain't learned they lesson

How you doing? (Ooh)

How you doing, Black man? (Ooh)

Let me ask you, how you doing? (Ooh)

Ooh, how you doing? (Ooh)

When's the last time you cried to somebody? (Ooh)

When's the last time you talked to somebody? (Ooh)

When's the last time you cried to somebody? (Ooh)

When's the last time you talked to somebody? (Ooh)

Yeah, under pressure

Did I always want to be a mom?

Did I always want to be a mom?

Truthfully? No, not back than

But being a mom has been one of the most rewarding things that has ever happened in my life

I mean, I love being a mom

You're pretty good at it, Mom

Well, thank you, Kirby

Yeah, yeah