conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Still Pushin with the following description: “Still Pushin” is the intro song from Logic’s 2023 Inglorious Basterd mixtape.  In the track, the Maryland rapper spits over Lupe Fiasco’s “Kick, Push” beat. The song was released on August 16, 2023 to all members of his Discord group. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  As you see, my Jedi powers are far beyond yours
   (Logic)
  Yeah, check it, ayo
  [Verse]
  Pick up the brush like Picasso, '93 Nas flow
  200 on the 101, watch as the nos go (Now)
  Straight from the underground, that lost flow
  Now we get Louis V, back in the day as a kid it was Costco
  I stay breaded like Roscoe’s
  Rap messiah, me and my apostles
  I'm 33 but by rap years I'm fuckin’ fossils
  Still kickin', still pushin', still grindin', still goin'
  Already knowing that I don't know shit
  Walk in the room, knew my intentions ‘fore I spoke it
  I took the record and broke it
  Feeling limitless, I'm feeling so focused
  This is all me, nobody co-wrote this
  And I hope this reach you when you need it
  Not at your wit's end, feeling depletеd
  Keep being you, fake motherfuckеrs we seeing through
  This some rap shit, come now feel the flow in this beat
  I’ve had my ups and downs, but life ain’t ever felt this steep
  Shallow moments in my career, but it's never been this deep
  Praise God that I’m alive, moment I wait 'til I see
  Ayo, this is emceeing, finally ON-YO like Koreans
  Foreseeing I would blow like C4, who want more?
  Me and my clique tighter than belt buckles
  This for anybody that life beat down and felt knuckles
  For the Discord, pulling strings like Hendrix's ripcords
  (You are watching a master at work)
  Wooh, this shit crazy (Is this what you want?) [Verse 2]
  Ayo, my kicks 3G's like an astronaut’s, pass the shots
  You stay acting funny
  Need a reality check? That's that Kardashian money
  My flow ultra, no 85
  '86 you like Reagan, no longer alive
  Engaging in bullshit, I want no parts
  Rapping in my genes, ain't no starch
  I can rhyme without rhyming
  , still make the people third month
  Fifth month I continue to ensue, cut you like Ginsu
  You don't know the shit that I been through
  It's hard to stay present when your past was tense
  The flow is immense
  Weed hit my chest like 450 on the bench
  On my 
  MPC2000XL
   in the front yard
  I stay with vintage brakes like junk yards, always come hard
  Pick up the mic now En Garde
  Try hard, back with another attempt
  Don't hold me exempt
  Stay with bars like I was held in contempt
  Ain't fucking with you like a women ain't giving consent
  What's the gift of life without presents?
  Smoking an ounce plus the resin
  I got the throne, you got the chair
  Stay dropping the ball like Time Square
  When I'm fried I lose track of time like Phil in Futurama
  No time for the drama, only the comma, my money never pause
  Rebel with a cause
  , sound the applause
  In the cut like gause
  Black and white like Hitchcock
  , me and the blunt lip-lock
  I'ma 
  kick push
  , you can suck a dick and then kick rocks [Outro]
  First free mixtape in ten years
  It's Logic, pack master
  Young Sinatra, RattPack
  I love y'all, man, this whole shit straight from the heart
  Inglorious Basterd, Volume 1