conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Sick with the following description: This is the 5th track off Dedication 6: Reloaded. Weezy does his own thing on Blac Yongsta’s “Booty” beat.
  On this track, Weezy mostly praises his squad which could be his Young Money artists or his skaters, or both, doesn’t matter.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: DJ Drama]
  A YMGM Collaboration
  Young Money, Generation M
  Get with it!
  [Verse: Lil Wayne]
  Squad poppin' like the Pentagon
  Squad poppin' like the renaissance
  Squad poppin' like the Thriller song
  And you pussy ass niggas thrill is gone
  My squad lit like a strobe light
  Squad lit on a slow night
  Squad ain't got no type
  Cinderella, Pocahontas, Snow White
  My squad poppin', my bitch shoppin'
  My niggas thuggin', my bitch robbin'
  I'm inside cuddlin' with the chopper
  Workin' on the stove, like a novel
  Diggin' in my pockets, tryna find the bottom
  Codeine got the drink all soggy
  And your queen got my dick hard body
  There's a stick up in my drawers, armed robbery
  My squad poppin' like the white house
  Squad never need time out
  Squad way up on the ninth cloud
  Way up here we got iCloud
  My squad lit like a strobe light
  Every night, any night, all night
  6 hoes and they all dykes
  And all they need is one mic
  My new attic full of dead bodies
  Old attic full of dead bodies
  Bedroom full of red bodies
  I got your main bitch headlinin'
  She cry to me, said "You're no fair"
  Cried to me, said "You're low fare"
  Dry pussy with no hair
  So we showered together and the soap fell
  Then I ask her how the dope feel
  I don't care how the ho feel
  I kick her ass out the dope house
  And she can ask her ass how the door feel
  Squad pop like the Pentagon
  Thot talk like Jenny Jones
  Smokin' loud like an intercom
  I'ma keep it summer all winter long
  Squad lit like the sunlight
  You gon' have to squint or use one eye
  No Mike Tyson, this a gun fight
  Had to hide my guns 'cause they gun-shy
  Squad pop like the Pentagon
  Had to put a few killers on
  If you don't want no static
  You gon' have to put some antennas on
  Wait, drop-top with the titties on
  Bitch bounce like a tennis ball
  Pussies hatin' like menopause
  Its a jungle out there, Senegal
  Wait, drop-top with the tinteds on
  It get ugly when I'm pretty stoned
  Fat pockets with the skinnies on
  I'm dead right, but I'm livin' wrong
  No red lights, my limits gone
  My meds right, I'm Trippy Jones
  My wave right like Billabong
  My diamonds dance like Diddy Combs
  Her headlights, I turn 'em on
  She wanna go to Mars, that journey long
  I'm gon' fuck her hard 'til her sternum gone
  My diamonds sing, she learn the songs
  I woke up, like this ho
  I'm burnin' pot like Crisco
  She a Crip ho but she a nympho
  And we color blind, and you know love is blind
  In each other's eyes, we butterflies
  Rock and roll like Hummer tires
  I don't even got to be her number 1
  I'm her number 6 and she my number 9
  Get it?
  All these drugs scientific
  All these boys science fiction
  Softer than a flying ribbon
  Walkin' all 9 innings
  Talkin' shit while I'm shittin'
  Defecation expensive
  Destination exquisite
  Dedication 6th senses
  I'm the shit up in the restroom
  Guess who up in my guest room
  Smack her ass, leave a flesh wound
  Weezy F. Baby, test tube
  The Martian get high as Neptunes
  I fuck your bitch, how is that news?
  And you ain't shit to a raccoon
  I go ape-shit on these baboons
  The diamonds still doin' dance moves
  The money still makin' fast moves
  6 feet or 3 pair of shoes
  You still underground where the grass grew
  Headshot, that's a hairdo
  Blood drop like shampoo
  Young Vidal Sassoon
  Oh well, no Shamu
  She clap her ass and the lamp blew
  We catch your ass gettin' fast food
  It happen fast, then we vamoose
  Rat-a-tat-ta-ta-tat, poof
  I go Apple Jack to the Froot Loop
  I got milk, sauce, and the Ragu
  From the body on the side walk
  I chucked to the chalk in this kids classroom
  Six shit [Outro: Lil Wayne]
  Craziest shit Drake ever bought me as a gift was um probably some, some jewelry or something like Drake buy real extravagant gifts like so, I don't, you know, forgive me for saying I don't remember but it's like the gift be so extravagant meaning like I probably use it every day so when you use something everyday you totally forget who got that shit for you,I 'm sorry you just do.  and so he get you those type of gifts when I say extravagant I mean like uh the house I probably live in was probably bought by Drake you know what I mean shit like that