conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Paradise with the following description: This 14th track is divided in two parts, which is the same format as “Soul Food” off of Under Pressure.
  The first part delves into the his early life, and the troubles he faced as a youngin to stay the good kid, in the mad city.
  The second part is dedicated to all those who followed their dreams, but failed to do so. Logic tries to make them relate to him, and convince them that they should never give up in order to reach this “Paradise.”
  The word Paradise fits along with the story of this album. It’s the name of the planet they found to replace Earth. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [
  Part 1
  ]
  [Intro]
  Chuch, yeah
  Now this that—
  Yeah, yeah
  [Verse 1: Logic]
  Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
  I wonder where is this, hold up
  Get the fuck out my business, show enough
  We roll up then load up
  Just a bastard born out of wedlock
  Close to the Earth like a dreadlock
  Got my sites on deadlock
  Visions of my enemy in a headlock
  Feel like I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
  Just a youngin' in trouble
  Took a shot and then made it a double
  Took a shot and then made it a double
  This that food for thought, my school ain't taught me good
  No ingredients in my hood
  But a tablespoon of this baking soda
  Gon' make it good, like it should
  That's ignant isn't it, hold up wait
  Now take a look at my pigment
  Tell me again, we can never be kin
  Based on the color of my skin
  Matter of fact your lips ain't thin
  That's a club I don't wanna be in
  My DNA get done integrated
  My God it's innovative
  That's a million miles away from administrative
  I fuckin' hate it, anyway—
  Long ago, way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park
  I was like 5, sit in my mama lap while she would drive
  Police would knock on the door, I would hide
  Then they would talk to me and I would lie
  Hopin' I, don't die on this side of a .45
  Then they would handcuff my mama and take her away
  Over down on the driveway
  Fast forward a couple of years and I'm bumpin' that Sade
  Fast forward a couple of more and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
  By Sinatra,
   so high, so high, oh my, God damn
  Now I'm a grown man, oh man
  What the fuck done happened to the plan
  I know, as soon as I write this I might just go crazy (crazy)
  Anything but lazy, I can't sleep (why)
  Cause if I do, there's another motherfucker
  Wide awake on the creep tryna kill you and he will too
  We livin' like civilized people, but far from equal
  I hope I live a long life and get to see my sequel
  My son, my seed watch him grow and then watch him lead
  Let me proceed, bumpin' that Californication, by the Red Hot
  Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
  Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
  Who, him? Yeah, me, I be the God MC [Chorus 1: Jesse Boykins III]
  Follow me to paradise
  Follow, follow me
  Follow me to paradise
  Follow me to paradise
  Follow, follow me
  Follow me to paradise
  [
  Part 2
  ]
  [Verse 2: Logic]
  I remember my life long ago in my adolescence
  I could feel the presence in my residence
  Hesitant even thought it was evident
  I should get the fuck—
  I know something is wrong
  Yeah, I know something is wrong
  Feel like my mind gone
  I know I play along, I might drown in this song
  Huh, I'm so focused, huh, I know you know this
  Uh, when I make a move and feel like no one notice
  Uh, when I quit my job, uh, I fuckin' noticed
  Shit maybe then I'm noticed, huh, but maybe not
  Feel like this minimum wage is contagious
  So outrageous my age is on my mind
  Walking to work and I go blind
  Sippin' on that Kool-Aid
  Gettin' big wig money, that's toupée
  Look around and see people with no class
  Like snow on a school day
  Y'all can't do what I do, do what I do
  Starin' out this window like, like Erykah Badu
  Livin' life how I do is crazy
  This shit never amaze me
  But I still let it phase me and I don't know why
  All I know is my mind racing
  A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it
  Yeah, I be pacing, bitch I'm back again
  Been here since way back when
  Now let that shit begin, yeah [Chorus 2: Logic]
  This album two but this song was written before the first
  My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst
  Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise
  But it only makes it that much better when I rise
  [Verse 3: Logic]
  This for the people that been through it and couldn't do it
  Had a vision but blew it, while haters screaming "I knew it!"
  This is real, so real
  The type of shit that make you feel like you gotta kill
  Most of these people will never hit fruition
  Paying tuition when they should've just listened their intuition
  Now they wishing they was switching up their lifestyle
  All alone with no one to dial
  I'm just a man, I got problems
  Understand, this is all I ever wanted
  Yes, I do it for the fans and I ain't perfect
  I've questioned if this life was even worth it
  'Cause all the people care about is what lies on the surface
  And my purpose is to do it like it ain't never been done
  Always keep it real and remember where I'm from, now
  [Chorus 2: Logic]
  This album two but this song was written before the first
  My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst
  Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise
  But it only makes it that much better when I rise