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conversations.value: Write me a song called A Scorpio’s Mind with the following description: In this track, a nod to Drake’s star sign, the up-and-coming Toronto-based rapper struts his lyrical ability and bad-mouthes his competition. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Nickelus F]
  Niggas in the city hating me man they tripping
  When I'm the only one that's really spitting
  My nigga Lil Lee the only one that's really gripping
  Why you dap me up acting like like we cool if you don't feel him nigga?
  Uh, I'm bringing back hip hop
  Me and my nigga Drake
  VA, Toronto, Hip-Hop
  [Verse 1: Nickelus F]
  Aiight let me take my jacket off
  Unlace the Timbs, here again comes the jabberjaw
  This time I'm blabbing on
  These rappers that feel a certain way but they give me dap and all
  Mad cuz the freestyle iller than they whole catalog
  I got the gift like Santa Claus
  Flow got spring like a catapult
  Matter fact the flow Supreme like Diana Ross
  I'm at the do' like a deer with the antlers off
  Niggas acting like Scummy was they nigga
  Wouldn't even give my man a 12 bar feature
  I know who you are cause he wanted me to eat ya
  I said nah lets keep it peaceful
  My nigga was a true weed source
  He gave it to us for a cheap cost, at prices we all could eat off
  A real street dog
  The type of nigga that y'all niggas be studying learning how to get street off
  We have an impostor, alert the doctor
  Bout to hit him up with the chopper like Blaka
  Shock em like Blanka from Street Fighter, heat got a
  Hurricane kick, murder everything quick
  Look, my new Ryu nine is stupendous
  Why do guys choose my crew to pick wit
  My crew lie you guys into ditches
  I said it and meant it the Scorpio's Mind has many dimensions
  I'll say it in intent, sentence, indent, on instant pimpin
  Hope your listenin' to my diction
  If you are then you now should be itchin'
  That it's crack we placed in your stereo system
  Yeah, I be at your burial trippin'
  Nickelus F from Richmond, VA
  The Scorpio's Mind is not a game to play wit all day [Verse 2: Drake]
  I've been hated by many, wanted by plenty
  Disliked by some, but confronted by none
  Since they don't show me sincerity, I load up, lock up
  Take shots at em I guess you could call it a parody
  And compared to D
  They one-fourth from watermelon to a quarter felon, dude you a pear to me
  If that's not how it is it's how it appear to be
  You got blind heaters, in my sweats is a mind reader
  And when the psychic get to touching my palm
  Seein' your physical, the things that you never say to me visible
  Especially when one of your artists feeling threatened
  Cause I'm harnessing a weapon, won't you pardon my reflection
  Mirror, mirror tell me why they wanna get and scrimmage
  And play around, to perfection I'm the spitting image
  My verbal camp is vivid, I told you I'm spitting image
  It seems we often want to start but never get to finish
  My verbal campus is Villanova,
   and those of you feelin Hova
  And writing college rhymes, look the thrill is over
  Let me assist you like a specialist
  So you can pull it back and try catch the metaphors and the rest of this
  It's not a problem wit X, 
  I guess I'm a pessimist
  Which means if shit goes bad I say, "I expected this"
  And me and Julien we never got the chance to communicate
  Instead of understanding its a tune of hate
  The city's mine like Oklahoma's a Sooner state
  And we're gonna have to cross paths whether soon or late
  So, why don't you walk up in the spot using less strut
  You ain't Morris Chestnut, you lighter and less cut
  And lets be honest, by now you should be your own scholar
  You still a protegé, that's the reason I don't holler
  You got rappers being repetitive actors
  You stay ahead of the game, I'm ahead of the practice boy