conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Me Myself & I (Freestyle) with the following description: Sean gives a gift to his fans, hours before his 3rd LP, Dark Sky Paradise, drops. The beat samples Beyoncé’s “Me Myself and I”.
  https://twitter.com/BigSean/status/569980398354210818
  https://twitter.com/BigSean/status/569980562783526912
  https://twitter.com/BigSean/status/569980791805116416
  https://twitter.com/BigSean/status/569981705337106435 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Uh huh, Rob Got Beats on the beat
  We Ready? Yeah
  Man this like one of my favorite Beyonce songs, man
  What up though, Bey? Yeah
  Sean Don
  [Verse]
  Man, this one for the ones who hold me down so we forever on the rise
  Long as I got charts, it's never me, myself & I
  Straight up, champagne
  Man this one for the ones who cop the album and they ain't need a receipt
  All the internet plumbers, you know looking for the leaks
  Been trying to find middle ground, like yellow lines in the street
  This show is just getting started, don't worry man take a seat
  I got mom and bro around like whats better than the family
  Did a show at House of Blues that shit was better than the Grammy's
  On the phone with my dad trying to handle whats out of hand
  Reminiscing we used to play 5-on-5, no hand to hands (ballin)
  Funny man what all those times meant to us
  Girls ask me why they call me big, that shit ambiguous
  Rappers who was killin shit, lately I can't feel that shit
  Ya'll used to didn't feel my shit and now ya'll like "you hear this shit?"
  Detroit niggas, say whats up doe, where I be
  Fresh as my nigga IB, what up to Don C
  The most improved player, watch me turn that I to a V
  On my third LP but by the time its IV
  That's the fourth, don't be surprised if I'm in first with high leads
  We came a long way from having hands together like God Please
  Do I really gotta emphasize, my mind spaced out
  Yeah I call that bitch the enterprise
  I hop up on the song with Em, Jay, and K, watch me hold my own
  Bitch it's Sean
  Verses standing out like it close at 10 o'clock and its 10:05
  Oh boy, I spit that spiritual
  Yeah I'm the underdog but Underdog was a superhero too
  And my city going through hell, they need a miracle too
  You're more about showing off, I'm more about show and prove
  Ya'll braggin about so and so, like "Oh, he really it?
  The new nigga in rap? Well, can he really spit?"
  Or do he just hide behind his skits like half of these rappers do
  And then ya'll fucking go and praise him and his bitch like they savior of this shit
  I'm like "Aw, man. Here we go"
  I'm not the same man I was a year ago
  I learned that life could be a merry-go
  Moving at a stand still is the scenario
  I also learned some girls can fit the stereotype if they got a stereo
  Crazy what a cold bitch'll do for palm trees
  Type that can't hold my hand even if they palm read
  Got a good girl at home, yeah that's all me
  I gave my number out on the outro I'm like "call me", real nigga
  Since they cut my umbilical, I pass weed in my physical
  Yeah my woman is vegan, she got my ass trying different food
  I got her listenin to music that she wouldn't listen to
  Got her vibin to Nas, she like "Man, This what I been missin, boo?"
  I'ma do what I didn't do, all the ridicule is just fuel
  I'ma take this little profit, I gotta flip it, no reciprocal
  Nigga, fuck open arms, nigga open the safe
  Respect in this bitch like  a gun on my waist
  Rappin like I got a gun in my face
  I treat my life like I be runnin a race
  Supa Dupa flow, up up and away
  You at the top, well I'm on the way
  I'ma come for your spot then I cum in your face
  I been trying to make I gotta have it to a habit
  Addicted to the mathematics, I'ma add-it addict
  Beware of the niggas who abandon when your shit was abandoned
  But there for the mansion
  Then hit after hit after hit
  Somebody tell me what's the fuckin batting average
  Dark Sky Paradise, you niggas can have it
  Clique rainin so hard, you can white water raft it [Outro]
  Man, we just fucking around, man
  Just off the top, on the spot, just fuckin around
  We was in three different cities today, man
  Shout out to my old team
  Man, we been going hard as fuck
  My nigga Xeno, Mike Carcen, DJ Mo Beats, waddup doe
  Amir, Key Wayne, Earl Mac, Dark Sky Paradise shit man
  Boogie waddup doe
  Hey the album out tomorrow, man I can't believe this shit
  I can't believe it
  Hey waddup doe Detroit
  Man waddup doe to my family, my friends, my fans
  I do this for ya'll
  We put our hearts into this shit
  My boys damn near gone
  I don't know its like 5 in the morning
  We ain't slept in fuckin days
  We do this from the heart man
  And we did out our way
  Boss up, it's time to get it, yeah
  Countin blessings over money
  Straight up