Challenge accepted...again

Ok so I love a challenge. This was a social media challenge from a group that I'm in. The object of the challenge, was to come up with a rap based off the photo.

And here's my response

Walked up to the table, fork at the ready
'bout to chow down on this plate of spaghetti.
Had to pull my gun on the chef that made it.
How you gonna serve a boss some noodles that's naked?
He stared down the barrel as I clicked the hammer
He was real mad nervous and started to stammer.
Ma'am they said you were the lady in charge
That your patience was small but your pockets were large.
They said you were the mac and since you were the boss
I guess I just figured you'd have your own sauce.
I couldn't be mad, 'cause the chef had a point
I said this here spot is now my new favorite joint.
Sketti wasn't right so there wouldn't be a tip
But at least this man knew that I had the drip.

So, what do you think? LMAO!

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