You don't need to lose shit, baby. You're fine as hell just the way you are.
I was swaying back and forth, hitting all the notes, feeling myself. But a few lines in, I noticed the look of sheer terror on my mom’s face. ‘Dang’, I thought in my little baby head, ‘Am I f-ing up right now?’ (In my memory, baby Ry has a gangster inner monologue. I don’t remember if I finished the song. All I came away with was feeling like I had done something truly wrong.
That was the last time I sang.