
Light snack before lunch
Just a little rice with a few eggs and some sausages

Just a little rice with a few eggs and some sausages
Rice and ofada stew with moi moi
I have the stomach for it
My cousins are convinced I should
There was a lot more on the plate but I have a bad habit of eating before I'm done frying
I just woke up so this is my breakfast cause my breakfast is when I want it to be
Now a poem about bread:
Bread
Bread is more than flour and heat,
It carries comfort in every slice.
Fresh from the oven, warm and soft,
It turns ordinary moments into something special.
Shared at the table with family or friends,
It reminds us that simple things can bring the greatest joy.
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A loaf of bread may seem small,
But it has a way of making a house feel like home.
AND NOW THE LYRICS OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS:
Damn, why bitches pressin' my piano?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
I be runnin' all this shit, like I'm runnin' presidential
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
Like damn, why bitches pressin' my piano?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
I be runnin' all this shit, like I'm runnin' presidential
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
Damn, why bitches pressin' on my keys?
Said he tryna do the birds that be comin' with the bees
If you tryna do a race, then I'm winnin' with the ease
I be walkin' around his house, you be ridin' on your knees
I'm a bitch, I'm a freak seven days of the week
They gon' bring me up and shit, but I'm in the bed sleep
If I tell her man a secret, it's a secret he gon' keep
Ain't no faith in their relation, I'm just tryin' to-
I'm not finished
Throw it back, keep my peace
Go and give him somethin' to eat
He be grinnin' really happy when he's suckin' on my feet
Sip my tea, pushin' P all over the magazines
Say it wasn't what it was, but it what it had to be
Quarantine, real clean, washin' her like a machine
I ain't fuckin' with these bitches, don't care if they fuck with me
I'm a king, I'm a queen, and everything in between
She had a clout chaser shit, do anything for the streams
Damn, why bitches pressin' my piano?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
I be runnin' all this shit, like I'm runnin' presidential
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
Like damn, why bitches pressin' my piano?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
I be runnin' all this shit, like I'm runnin' presidential
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
Like damn, why bitches pressin' my piano?
Like damn, why bitches pressin' my piano? (Damn, damn, damn)
Why bitches pressin' my piano?
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
Like.
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Have a nice day
I would love some tips on how to improve