(Verse 1) Got a speech tournament coming up in two weeks Done one of four things, not everything There’ll be judges and observers watching me fail I know I can’t advance, what the hell There’s a science competition coming up in the Spring I need to present it, but haven’t thought of anything (Pre-chorus) My mama saw me stressing and felt my head She understood what I felt, and then she said, (Chorus) “Don’t stress We’ll get you out of this mess Don’t stress If you don’t, the work’ll seem less Do it one thing at a time It will eventually get done.” (Verse 2) Got a hip-hop recital coming up in the Spring And I know that I’m not ready Also, gotta finish my 300 page books Can’t finish it in time, can tell by the looks (Pre-chorus) My papa saw me stressing and put a hand on my back He understood what I felt and what I lack He knew what was going on in my head So, he sighed and then said, (Chorus) “Don’t stress We’ll get you out of this mess Don’t stress If you don’t, the work’ll seem less Do it one thing at a time It will eventually get done Don’t overthink it, we both know you can do it.” (Bridge) Maybe I don't have to do it all tonight Maybe I just need to get my mind right One little step, then another one too And before I know it, I'll be halfway through I don't have to know exactly what to do I just gotta start, and I'll figure it out too So maybe Mama's right, maybe Papa's too Maybe all I really need to do is— (Final Chorus) Don't stress. I can get out of this mess Don’t stress If I don’t, the work’ll seem less I’ll do it one thing at a time It will eventually get done.
