A soap opera, sometimes called "soap" for short, is an ongoing, episodic work of dramatic fiction presented in serial format on radio or as television programming. The name soap opera stems from the original dramatic serials broadcast on radio that had soap manufacturers, such as Procter & Gamble, Colgate-Palmolive and Lever Brothers, as sponsors and producers. These early radio series were broadcast in weekday daytime slots, usually five days a week, when most listeners would be housewives; thus the shows were aimed at and consumed by a predominantly female audience.
A crucial element that defines soap opera is the open-ended nature of the narrative, with stories spanning several episodes. The defining feature that makes a television program a soap opera, according to Albert Moran, is "that form of television that works with a continuous open narrative. Each episode ends with a promise that the storyline is to be continued in another episode".
Soap opera stories run concurrently, intersect and lead into further developments. An individual episode of a soap opera will generally switch between several different concurrent story threads that may at times interconnect and affect one another or may run entirely independent of each other. Each episode may feature some of the show's current storylines but not always all of them. Especially in daytime serials and those that are screened each weekday, there is some rotation of both storyline and actors so any given storyline or actor will appear in some but usually not all of a week's worth of episodes. Soap operas rarely bring all the current storylines to a conclusion at the same time. When one storyline ends there are several other story threads at differing stages of development. Soap opera episodes typically end on some sort of cliffhanger, and the Season Finale ends in the same way, only to be resolved when the show returns for the start of a new yearly broadcast.
Oprah Winfrey (born Orpah Gail Winfrey; January 29, 1954) is an American media proprietor, talk show host, actress, producer, and philanthropist. Winfrey is best known for her self-titled, multi-award-winning talk show, which has become the highest-rated program of its kind in history and was nationally syndicated from 1986 to 2011. She has been ranked the richest African-American of the 20th century, the greatest black philanthropist in American history, and was for a time the world's only black billionaire. She is also, according to some assessments, the most influential woman in the world.
Winfrey was born into poverty in rural Mississippi to a teenage single mother and later raised in an inner-city Milwaukee neighborhood. She experienced considerable hardship during her childhood, claiming to be raped at age nine and becoming pregnant at 14; her son died in infancy. Sent to live with the man she calls her father, a barber in Tennessee, Winfrey landed a job in radio while still in high school and began co-anchoring the local evening news at the age of 19. Her emotional ad-lib delivery eventually got her transferred to the daytime-talk-show arena, and after boosting a third-rated local Chicago talk show to first place, she launched her own production company and became internationally syndicated.
(R.J. Johnson/The Honeyrods)
I lost your room keys so sue me
would you be interested
in hearing what I have to say for myself
and after all the confusion
illusions seem to say
you're going to be a soap opera star
You're instamatic not static
to get what you reach for
you're a piece of work, yes you are
Always a big deal, what you feel
so be real with us now
we know those day time spots taught you how
to be right now
so show us how
was it really that bad
was it really that bad
after all that you said
after all that you did
I felt you lips when you kissed me
amazing just to see
you're a superstar, forget TV
Forget the numbers and faces
remember who you are
we still love our sop opera star
you're spectacular
I was a ghost from outer space
Alien to the human race
I felt a tear inside my chest
Love at first sight I was obsessed
Now I am dancing in the rain
and I just hope she knows my name
I finaly feel alive
I want to look into your eyes
I want to sail between your thighs
I want to grab you by the tail and pray to God my hands don' fail
I want to be with you the most
Be near you like the Holy Ghost
I finally feel alive
I want to push it out
I want to scream and shout
I want to push it out
You make me feel like heaven is here tonight
You led me to light
Cause its real and I feel if I died I'd be all right
You made me turn another page
Open me up to better days
I hope you hear just how I feel,
so we can really make this real
I want to live tonight
If only you...could let me in
I know that love...it would begin
If only I...could rap to you
I know this love...would capture you, yeah!
Dont you wanna ride?
Killa! Uh!
This the ghetto soap opera right here man! You from Harlem you already know. You on that
hustlers mission. You tryin' to get that paper. Wifey like it one minute...next minute she dont
man. You know they at home watching Lifetime on the internet. But you got to do you. I got it,
let me tell you!
Yo my mommy Toy
Was my pride and joy
She would drive the toys
Plus ride the boy
To supply the boys
I got it live from Kroy
Yes a 9 in boys
Wore a 5 in boys
Over the chick shit
I shoot 5 wit Roy
Now I load the fo' five
Shoot 5 at Roy
Ain't like my job
All guys I employ
Lifestyle I enjoy
But Im the livest Doy (echo doy)
A Hustler and Cam famous?
You damn anus
I dunno but I can't change it
Can't paint it
Pop it, champagne it
Stop it, car drop it, it look dull
Damn paint it
She would throw a pout
How I'm showin' out
How I'm out goin'
But dont be goin' out
It's things to know about
When you got dough and clout
Ways to move, know the route
Baby girl, close your mouth
Cuz I feed you well
Every sneaker, hell
You eat Louie, shit Gucci, breathe Chinelle
Car laga fell
Acting like Gargamel
For the car cop the cell
And the bar stop at hell
'Wrong wit chu?
She said whats wrong with chu?
Always got a song to do
Can't get along its true
So I skipped marriage
Bought her six carrats
Rather die that nigga
Than to live average
If only you...could let me in
I know that love...it would begin
If only I...could rap to you
I know this love...would capture you, yeah!
Dont you wann ride?
Oh it aint over part 2! Uh! Ghetto soap opera lets do it!
Yo! Yo! Uh!
Lookin' back on school
Arts and crafts
Fuck half the staff
Beat up half the class
I was like Dr. Dre though
I have to laugh
Nigga wit an attitude
Meet me after math
Had her half and half
Not a drink
2 chicks def lit acid fast
To half a tab
You could ask her ass
I would dash and laugh
You after me?
Huh, Im after cash
Im on I-80
Though with my baby
Whole ride hazy
Tell her don't drive crazy
I got plans for you
Look in the sky baby
Fuck Sara Lee, Misses Smith
You the pie lady
Fly lady G2
Fly baby gee you
Wild baby
Please boo whats your size crazy?
Don Wonin'
When I'm in the foreign
Almond drop top
My charm is alarmin'
I was alertin' her
Just to re-insert in her
That I would leave Earth wit her
Huh, I can't interpret her
She got mad I leaned over
Im mercin' her
Said when I do dirt wit her
The only time I flirt with her
Not to be V.I.
But this is B.I. Bia
Me and G.I.
Be watched by the P.I.'s
See why we can't finish together
I'd rather do buisness than pleasure and thats real!
If only you...could let me in
I know that love...it would begin
If only I...could rap to you
I know this love...would capture you, yeah!