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conversations.value: Write me a song called HOUSTONFORNICATION with the following description: Much like the rest of the album, this song sees Travis talking about his experiences in the city of Houston as well as relationships and drug use amongst other topics. The title of the song is a portmanteau of ‘Houston’ and ‘fornication’ which essentially refers to the act of having sex before marriage. The song serves as an ode to Travis’ hometown of Houston and the reckless and potentially harmful activities his young self would have engaged in.
  A lengthy, high-quality snippet of the song was leaked online on June 25, 2018.  Later, on July 23, 2018, Music Mafia put the song up for sale on their website. Regardless, the song was updated and included on the album anyway.
  The title is also a reference to the popular song “Californication” by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Interestingly, in an interview with Complex, producer Sevn Thomas explained that he even titled the instrumental “Californication” after it was finished. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Mhm
  [Chorus]
  I might need me some ventilation
  A lil' vacation, Houstonfornication
  Mind redefine new renovations
  Space coupe back out of the space station
  Float around town, do that on the daily
  [Verse 1]
  How I'm supposed to feel safe? 12 live adjacent (12)
  Yeah, crib built like a prison where that bitch is gated (Yah)
  Yeah, spendin' all my time up there gettin' faded (It's lit)
  Yeah, handin' out the E! to the Entertainment (Alright)
  Yeah, you know on this side it's poppin' and it's dangerous (Pop it, pop it)
  Ridin' through the clouds, we goin' through the vapors (Phew, phew)
  I'm just tryna get the paper, stayin' out the papers
  It ain't easily done, it ain't easy (Yeah)
  Pop a seal like it's Chris, make it look Breezy (It's lit)
  Weddin' bands on my fist, shit is freezing (Straight up)
  Throw the bands, get a kiss, then she leave me (Cash)
  I just want the peace, it's still Lambo' over Mercedes, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
  Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yeah (My baby)
  Had a few pop singers, anyone could be your mama (Yeah)
  Had some real conversations with my nigga Bill about Congress, yeah (Straight up)
  We at the fest', come and link, per-request, yeah (Alright)
  Send the pin, drop it in, GPS, yah (Yeah)
  Seein' flashes, oh, no-nah, that's my neck, yah (It's lit)
  I've been livin' paranoid, watch your step, uh (Yeah, yeah) [Pre-Chorus]
  Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man
  We always forgive, but don't forget easily (Oh, no)
  Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
  Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (Yeah)
  [Chorus]
  I might need me some ventilation
  A lil' vacation, Houstonfornication
  Mind redefine new renovations
  Space coupe back out of the space station
  If it rise on the East, land on the West
  We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check
  Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash (Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip)
  [Verse 2]
  Yeah, nobody can press me but the press, uh
  Nobody can check me when it's chess, uh
   (Ah, nah, for real)
  They comin' at my neck like Gillette, uh (Gillette)
  I'm hard to catch, that's the butterfly effect, yeah
  I've been locked in for so long, I done got dreads, uh
  Took the girl off the network then up the net, uh
  Iced out watches for the gang, Patek the set
  Had to move up off my block, it took finesse, yeah
  Just keep droppin' them bombs, you should probably save your breath, yeah
  We ain't gon' play the steel, why you tryna funk the flex? Yeah
  All my dogs in my will, they gon' ride through to the death, yeah
  Elevator up the hill, we ain't never take the steps, uh (Yeah, yeah) [Pre-Chorus]
  Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man
  We always forgive, but don't forget easily (Oh, no)
  Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
  Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases (Yeah)
  [Chorus]
  I might need me some ventilation
  A lil' vacation, Houstonfornication
  Mind redefine new renovations
  Space coupe back out of the space station
  If it rise on the East, land on the West
  We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check
  Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash