Handle All This

[Intro]
Mm
You sure you ready?
(Yeah)
You sure you ready for this pain
And this pleasure mixed together like that?
[Verse 1]
You like the way these hips move
Talkin’ ’bout “queen, you so thick”
Say you down for a black girl
But can you ride when it get sick?
When my belly feel like barbed wire
Still I’m lookin’ like a whole meal
You just wanna taste all this spice
Can you stay when it’s too real?
[Chorus]
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
All these curves and the storms in my body
This ain’t just cute, this is scars and survival
You say you down, but are you down for the cycle?
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
Hood heart, soft skin, but the cramps go crazy
I need a love that won’t flinch at the struggle
’Cause I’m a lot, and I’m a lot to juggle
[Verse 2]
Got a hood dude hittin’ my phone like
“Wassup, ma, you good today?”
He know when my face go blank
That’s pain I ain’t tryna say
He rub warm hands on my stomach
Door-dash soup, don’t even ask
He ain’t scared of my pill case
He just roll up, make me laugh
Then this sweet boy from the suburbs
Say he “love chocolate,” that’s cute
Ask if the cramps just once a month
Nah, baby, that’s my truth
You love my ass in that sundress
Do you love me in the ER?
When I’m curled up on the bathroom floor
Still a star, but it’s hard, boy
[Chorus]
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
All these curves and the storms in my body
This ain’t just cute, this is scars and survival
You say you down, but are you down for the cycle?
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
Hood heart, soft skin, but the cramps go crazy
I need a love that won’t flinch at the struggle
’Cause I’m a lot, and I’m a lot to juggle
[Bridge / Rap]
Look
I need more than a fetish, more than a phase
More than a post and a couple of praise
You like “brown skin,” but you duckin’ the rage
When I’m cryin’ on the floor from another bad day
I’m a black girl body in a world that don’t listen
Docs act shook when I talk, go missin’
So when I say hurt, better tune in different
This ain’t “period,” this is whole life mission
I need a man that can slide on the block
Then slide in the pharmacy, pick up my stock
Understand why I cancel the plans
Still hold me down, still hold my hand
White boy, hood boy, I don’t really care
If you ain’t built to really be there
If you can’t lift what this body been through
You can’t touch any inch of it, boo (nah)
[Chorus]
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
All these curves and the storms in my body
This ain’t just cute, this is scars and survival
You say you down, but are you down for the cycle?
Can you handle all this melanin, baby?
Hood heart, soft skin, but the cramps go crazy
I need a love that won’t flinch at the struggle
’Cause I’m a lot, and I’m a lot to juggle
[Outro]
So if you step up, stand firm, don’t stumble
’Cause I’m a lot, yeah, I’m a lot to juggle
Melanin rich, and my pain run deep
If you can’t hold that, you can’t hold me (uh-uh)

rap, Sultry R&B groove built on warm Rhodes, subby bass, and tight rimshot drums. Female vocals glide in a smoky midrange, with airy harmonies on the hook. Verses bounce between melodic lines and gritty rap sections; pockets of call-and-response ad-libs. Second half lifts with stacked backgrounds and a subtle choir pad for a triumphant feel., r&b