conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called YSIV Freestyle with the following description: “YSIV Freestyle” is a freestyle released in promotion of Logic’s fourth studio album, Young Sinatra IV.
  The freestyle takes aim at people who don’t think Logic has the “Young Sinatra” vibes in him anymore. Logic states that he’s the same guy rapping about his come-up that millions have grown to love, and he promises that they will hear more of “Young Sinatra” on the album, which was announced with this freestyle.
  The first verse of the album’s title track is a slightly altered and more precise version of this freestyle with an original instrumental from 6ix. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  [Verse]
  They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet
  I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like they agnostic
  If I spit over the boom bap, they perceive it as nostalgic
  But the truth is my subject matter is still the same
  Production selection is still flame
  But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
  And you still they little secret
  That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
  From 19 to 2019, been murdering this shit for a decade
  From the boom bap to the trap, let my style cascade
  Listen, listen, yeah
  What's the dealy? Pass the Philly, get silly, that's on the really
  We snappin' like Uma Thurman in 
  Kill Bill
  , I'm talking Achilles
  Try to play me like I ain't me, but I provided all the deets
  Who you know worth 50 million, still rapping on breakbeats?
  From Nasty Nas, Big L, Tribe, the Roots, and many more
  Of course, we could never forget Biggie and Young Shakur
  Fuck the police, no, we ain't fucking with our pastor
  I'm the bastard that mastered the flow, said it once before for sure
  While 6ix produce hits from the soul, you already know
  Visualising and realising my life is fucking crazy
  Poppin' like Jay-Z
  , 
  dirty dancing on the game like Swayze
  I'm one of the illest, and bitch, I've been ready to kill this, it's so amazing
  Bitch, I've been blazing, I'm talking grass, I ain't talking grazing
  Latest shit the tape while I sip scotch, let the haters kick rocks
  My flow is tip-top, I never flip flop; why? 'Cause my soul too strong
  Did this all on my own 'cause waiting took too long
  The flow sophisticated
  All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated
  I'm hated, but yeah, that's how you know I made it
  I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest
  I'm ready to kill this, the people they feel this
  Me and my team made millions but you know we still us
  Yeah, they wanna kill us but they all feel us
  RattPack real all the time, we never phony
  I'm single-handedly running the game like a Sony
  While the rest of these rappers is acting
  Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar
  From the new school rappers, Logic's the illest on the roster
  Smoke like a rasta
  Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley
  These racist motherfuckers hate that last line
  Probably haters on the internet ain't got nothing to bargain
  Said I'd never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden
  Sinatra [Outro]
  Young Sinatra IV
  , the album
  September 28th
  Bringing that boom bap back for the RattPack