Kitchen Fight

She was doin' fine out there

Dot, this ain't your affair

You can't talk to folk like that

Talk to white folk what you mean

Lord, I raised a spoiled brat

They you boss

You ain't a queen

Gonna get yourself knocked flat

Mouth off 'round white folk like that?

You tippy-toe 'til you been paid

You the spoiled one!

A maid

I'll never be a queen, that's true

But I'm a damn sight

Better and prouder than you

Come on, teach me what you know

Mama, teach me what you know!

How to keep my head tucked low!

Come on, come on

Teach me, teach me

Teach me, mama

Teach me-

You watch yourself now, little sister

You're too smart to act a fool

Proud don't talk trash to her mother

You got plans

You go to school

What she got?

Only angry, always fussin'

Always shushing me!

Ain't seen you lackin' food to eat

Roof above, shoes on your feet

You watch your pride ain't just conceit

Think bein' a maid what she prefer?

Noah, attention!

Now comes your gift

Something handy

Go on make things like they were

Apologize to her