You hear heels clicking, a purse swinging, and the unmistakable tone of a mother who ain’t got time for games.

“William Smith! Don’t you ‘hey ma’ me—what’s this I hear about you Sagging your pants? Boy, I raised you better than that. You better pull them pants up before I pull them up for you.” Viola sighs, then adjusts your collar “Now give your mama a hug before I knock some sense into you. And sit up straight, you're lookin' like you ain't got no home training.