Holiday Heat in the Kitchen

[Intro]
Yeah, it’s that time again
Tree lookin’ right
Kitchen lookin’ like a war zone
Let’s go
[Verse 1]
Alarm at seven, I’m already late
Mom text twice, “Can you bake that cake?”
Group chat poppin’, “We leavin’ at eight”
Why y’all always hungry but y’all never show up to plate?
Frozen turkey in the sink like a bowling ball
Auntie want vegan, uncle want it all
Cousin in the doorway talkin’ football
I’m tryna stir this pot, not start a bar brawl
Oven on max, sweat drippin’ in the tinsel
Timer goin’ off, smell borderline sinful
Burnt one pan, that’s a family insult
They’ll bring it up in June like a holiday consult
[Chorus]
It’s a holiday headache in this kitchen
Jingle bells drown out my ambition
Everybody hungry, everybody missin’
’Til the table set, then they all go missin’ again (hey)
Christmas cheer, but the roast keeps smokin’
Tryna keep calm, but my patience broken
Yeah, we love this holiday tradition
But I’m losin’ my mind in the holiday kitchen
[Verse 2]
Grandma in my ear like, “Too much salt”
But she add three sticks of butter by default
Little kids run laps down the hall
Step in one more spill, I’m closin’ this shop, that’s all
[half-sung] Candy canes stuck to the countertop
Mashed potatoes on my brand new socks
Doorbell ring, here comes the flock
“Need any help?” They say it as they walk past the pots (uh-huh)
Gotta carve ham, glaze, baste, smile for the photo
Someone ask grace, I’m prayin’ for a dojo
Where I can hide out, solo, low-pro
Eat leftovers cold, watch the snow slow-mo
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[big guitars, shout vocals]
Pass me the pepper
Pass me the plate
Pass me a reason
We cook for forty when twenty showed up late
Pass me the ladle
Pass me some space
Pass me a minute
To taste my food at my own pace (woah)
[Chorus]

rap, Playful Christmas rap-rock with male vocals; crunchy palm-muted guitars locked to a bouncy trap groove, sleigh bells on the backbeat. Verses are tight, percussive bars over sparse bass; hook explodes with shout-along gang vocals, open chords, tambourine, and churchy backing harmonies. Energy rides from smirking frustration to triumphant chaos, leaving space for animated ad-libs and quick drum fills between lines., rock