conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Outro (Dark Sky Paradise) with the following description: Sean closes out his 3rd album with an introspective one-verse track in the vein of “All Figured Out.”
  The track samples the song “Didn’t I” by Darondo. Most prominent part occurs around 1:24.
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZqQT5904_U#t=84 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah yeah
  [Verse]
  Okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do that?
  Sometimes I say that I'm the best, I guess I had to prove that
  You know I had to cop that mansion on the hill and pool that
  You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never pooled that
  You know I always like the best, roll it up and pull that
  Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull back
  I got weed rolled, drinks po'd if you wanna do that
  And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true that
  Cause you know sometimes man, that shit can get way too irritating
  Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not make it
  Dark skin with a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
  And you go from tryna save her to her taking your savings
  And when she do, man, watch how them bitches shit talk
  Wonder how they would feel if our lives got criss-crossed
  What if you lost your homie and you felt like Kriss Kross?
  Double cross, I swear that Christians don't even get this crossed
  Talk so much shit that a nigga pissed off
  She talk so much that she done fucking made my dick soft
  Pushing all my buttons, this ain't fucking pinball
  I guess women are sometimes like a jigsaw
  Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get ripped off
  Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for lift-off
  Sometimes I just shut up and let my wrist talk
  It be like "we don't got time for bullshit, dawg"
  You know I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
  You look like the "um, you owe me" type
  Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the photo type, no
  Please don't Instagram this shit and be up on me like
  "Oh, you owe me likes"
  Man, I swear these bitches don't know what the fuck is more important to em
  The more I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
  The more champagne I pop, the more I'm pouring to em
  I just hope that's not the only single thing that's going through em
  I hop up on a beat like it's the '08 me
  When we was riding four deep, boy, no AC
  Headed to the game for okay seats
  Now I'm courtside at OKC, I know KD
  And all these singing bitches know me like do-ray-mi
  Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
  No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, Colgate teeth
  The bigger that I get, the more I need shrinks
  I be in and out of cars like a fucking crash dummy
  Spending money till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
  But I'm tryna get that real real money, like um
  White people with a black son
  And first time I met Oprah, that was motivation
  Went from standing in court to starting up a corporation
  Went so hard last night that we made the morning paper
  Plus my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated, damn
  Niggas say I changed, how they damn how they do
  Say I'm hard to get in contact with, oh, is that true?
  But what about now? 313
  515-8772, bitch, call me