conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Average Joe with the following description: The Kendrick Lamar EP, Overly Dedicated and Section.80 all have Wyldfyer produced joints. In the O.D. edition, Kendrick drops commentary on Compton, his near-death experiences there and himself.
  As revealed by Punch, TDE’s president, “Songs like ‘Average Joe’ off OD was one of the original concepts for good kid, m.A.A.d. city.”
  From an interview between Kendrick and RailRoadHipHop, “Average Joe” was made to give insight about how people grew up in Compton. He says that all people are good people, but the Compton environment of gang violence, police brutality, drugs, and women force kids into this survival mode and turn them into these gangsters. Also the fact that his father was around, helped guide him to make better decisions; according to Kendrick most of his friends didn’t have fathers and if they did they weren’t active in their lives. Interview link–> 
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  The hardest thing for me to do
  Is to get you, to know me, within sixteen bars
  That's the hardest thing
  [Verse 1]
  Who is K. Dot?
   
  A young nigga from Compton
  On the curb writing raps next to a gunshot
  On the corners where the gangsters and the killers dwell
  The fraudulent tender scars that get unveiled
  Everyone I knew was either Crip or Piru
  Cousins in elementary, relatives in high school
  With that being said, each one of their rivals
  Was aiming something at my head, 
  I needed survival
  Got jumped, got jacked, shot at, shot back
  And I don't even push a line, I'm just tryna push these rhymes
  In the midst of staying neutral and discrete
  My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
  But what you can consider, that if it goes down
  They'll kill you if you kill me
  , 
  it gets deep nigga
  So if you ask what I'm doing
  I'm tryna duck the influence of my city that's brewing, real talk, and
  [Chorus]
  This is why they fuck with me (real talk nigga, believe it)
  This is why they fuck with me (do what I do, ya know?)
  I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (know that)
  But one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know [Verse 2]
  I was walking from Centennial
  When an unidentified vehicle rolled up, and I was like "hol' up"
  "Where you from?" I don't bang
  "Where you stay?" Westside, that's a Piru gang to be exact
  Well aware they had blue across they hat
  Dropped backpack and ran inside of the cul-de-sac
  Shots rang out, hoping to God I wasn't wet
  Crossed across Rosecrans and ran inside of the yet
  Chirped the homies on the I-95, they said they already knew
  What happened, and meet 'em outside the garage
  Never seen that many guns in my life
  I was paranoid like a fiend in the night, but needed revenge
  Grabbed the nine-ball, opened up the door, then got in
  Somebody said, "fall back, we gon' make these niggas suffer
  You my brother like a frat, and that's just to remind you"
  Thought about that so long I had failed my finals, fuck, but
  [Chorus]
  This is why they fuck with me (I told you, nigga)
  This is why they fuck with me (you fake nigga)
  I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (you fake)
  But one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know
  [Verse 3]
  I don't do black music, I don't do white music
  I do everyday life music
  Give 'em cuts like a nigga pierced a knife through it
  You say you through, but I've been through it, now that's cold
  And this is for my county building children
  In Hub City on hubcaps, no power-steering
  I use perseverance in this mad city
  Where the niggas drink Remy and hold semis for cutthroats
  Bernie Mac died, it's no joke
  Don't ask why if you don't know about these killers and thieves
  Seven grams of weed, you smoke that, but I'm high off life
  I could fall out the sky like twice
  And land in the land of the AKs
  And the minivans where the fan never on
  Cause it's hotter than a lunatic's underarms in a straight jacket
  In other words, we get it cracking, but I keep it cool,
   you know? [Chorus]
  This is why they fuck with me (haha)
  This is why they fuck with me (real talk)
  I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (come on)
  But one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know
  [Outro]
  So there you have it
  But I'mma leave you with this
  An O.G. once told me
  A real gangster is either dead or in jail
  Or behind the scenes getting real money
  I'm gone