conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called ​untitled with the following description: Logic closes Bobby Tarantino III with “untitled,” but the track is really just a rebrand of his loose single “Live from the Country” that was posted on YouTube on June 21, 2021.
  The track and its accompanying music video show Logic and his team playing this song in-person after they created it in one night. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah
  Yeah, just keep it going, man
  You good (Here we go)
  We all going to come in together like this, here we go
  [Verse]
  Ayy, yo
  Rapping just to rap, what the fuck happened to that?
  Mainstream took a hold of my soul, but I made it back
  Bringin' it back to the roots on some Dat's Dat
  I've rhymed for the love of it, this right here is my covenant
  Since I was a youngin' eatin' cheese from the government
  Come on now, no matter where you at up in the world we on now
  Me and my dogs do it different, yеah, that's on the pound
  If you want to know what we on right now listen to thе sound
  Uh, listen to the sound
  I said I've paid my dues and stayed cool since grade school
  Yeah, you know we bringin' that heat like AU
  Back in the day in G'Burg I was wonderin' wagwan
  Tryna make it out I was a fish in a small pond
  My word is bond, we had somethin' going on
  I played all the parties and sang the 
  la-di-da-dis
  I've picked up the mic and serenaded the hotties
  I drove the Impalas with cats that's had bodies
  I hit the studio, you know I left the track bodied
  I do this shit right here for me, myself, and nobody
  Me and my family rollin' deep like Gotti
  Word to John, oh, you know we got it going on
  I'm a silver tongue motherfucker, but it never gone
  It goes on and on and on and on and on
  In the studio 'til like five in the mornin'
  Rappin 'til the sun comes up and it's the dawn
  While my homies smokin' more grass than acres on my lawn
  Put on your good clothes, it's showtime at the Apollo
  Shut the fuck up and get to the point like a hollow
  I need the microphone like thirsty bitches need the follow
  I get the pussy wetter than mahalo-halo, ho!
  Aw yeah, you know I'm going beast mode
  These other rappers kiddin' themselves, in vitro
  It's no contest, steppin' to me it's time to rest
  I'm beyond blessed, greatest MC put it to rest for a year