conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Crackers And Cheese with the following description: A VERY old song from his Soul Intent days (1990-1995). This song was in the Soul Intent EP, Still in the Bassmint which was released on October 14, 1992.
  From The Way I Am:
  Mark Bass heard our song called “Crackers and Cheese” on the radio and he liked it. He and his brother Jeff had a studio, F.B.T., the Funky Bass Team. He called up Lisa Lisa [the radio DJ] and asked, “Who is that?” We talked to him on the air, and then we ended up going to his studio, and we made a three-song demo. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  "Other man!"
  I stand in slapped by the wind as I begin
  Do you know who I am? And many reply with a grin
  Yes, I'm tired of being obtruded
  Why should I be secluded? I've got a brand new horn to be tooted
  To sum it up in a nutshell, "Eminem will you kick it for me?"
  So I find myself in a certain obligatory
  A place that I dwell in, fell into some wonderful productions
  To make up for lost time, and then it brings obstruction
  Finally let loose, unloading the stockpile
  A mental projectile, I aim at the reptile
  I look to the one handed juggler and ask him this
  "Why is it you insist upon stepping to an octopus?"
  Is there a reason for this? The hindrance is aggravating
  How many times will it take you before you realize you're fading?
  Fading from existence, cause simulations are dead
  There's so much more to learn and pages left to be read
  So put up the front while you jam for the grammar that's poor
  While I hold the scrapbook that's heavier than the hammer of the mighty Thor
  Words can weigh a ton
  Therefore it's never to fall into the hands of the wrong one
  [Scratched samples] - "Yeah", "It's another Very few have made an attempt to put in a foot on the other side
  But I see no borderline
  , from under this colorblind
  And some will probably never hold pieces of the sacred
  But then I'm finally about to put an end to the hatred
  Wrong, the world would never endure to arguing
  Awaking to the absence of unity is startling
  "Oh foolish pride, what the hell are you trying to do?
  You cannot beat someone that's better than you so quit trying to"
  Your echoing words that mean nothing are despicable
  So how do you think you can manage to kick the unkickable
  You're graceless, bland, you're tasteless and you're faceless faceless
  Damn, you're dull it's time you faced this, here taste this
  Straight from off of the pile, one of the numerous styles
  The date of my birth on the Earth, the deliverance of a starchild
  Blessed with formidable talent and versatility
  But with such a power, there comes a responsibilty
  To infringe on the boundaries, so now the defiance is clear
  To form an alliance is something even the giants fear
  So instead of being oblivious to the color of skin
  Refusal of usin' is accepted now it's a trend
  [Scratched samples] - "Yeah", "It's another..."
  [Eminem]
  You know I don't understand why we all just can't get along
  You hate me but you know me and what I stand for
  No. so then why do you speak for me
  And every other white man when you that we're your enemy? On the floor lies a broken door, cause I'm not to be spoken for
  Stereotypes and superstitions and fictional folklore
  Rarely do you see the lighter side of me
  I try to be persuasive but also invasive and try to end the rivalry
  But ? is isolated, apologies are exhausted
  Feelings are turning glacial never to be defrosted
  Who can I trust after repeatedly being shafted
  Switch to the opposite, now scenes are being re-enacted
  Pull up that boy by his roots, destroy him quick
  His fracture's obviating, we hate him, his patterns past us, huh
  Always fighting for the position of top dog
  That spot's already occupied, and I don't play leapfrog
  Cause I do not wish to fight over territory that's already mine
  But I'm always having to prove myself, time after time
  Oh how I never understand how a man could be outcast
  Judged from the past and he's put last
  And others with nothing to say
  Stutterin' and slurrin' and mutterin' words with no meaning attack be signin' like Danny Kaye
  Here I go again hammerin stammerin grammerin
  And eat it like cheese, pass me the crackers please
  I've got a craving