conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Intro 2 with the following description: On “Intro 2,” NF aggressively laments his emotions to show his growth as an artist, how he uses music as his as therapy and how he brings “real” lyrics. The track is the first single and track on NF’s sophomore album Therapy Session that will release April 22. This song is a sequel to NF’s “Intro” that was on Mansion. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse]
  (Yeah!) I'm back, did anyone miss me?
  They said the second record can be tricky
  Well, that's kind of funny, 'cause I am not trippin'
  My fans—they know what it is and they with me
  Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi
  I came from a town with three lights and no city
  I've been doing shows for nothin' but pennies
  When I leave the stage, they never forget me
  Mansion
   was a glimpse of my life
  I let you see what it's like to be in my head
  People ask me what I think I think I'd be doin'
  If it wasn't music, I'd rather be dead, agh!
  You heard what I said, that was like me at a three
  You don't wanna see me at ten
  Or maybe you do
  I promise if that is the case, then that is what y'all gonna get
  If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics
  I promise that you need to go somewhere else
  And if you want somebody to tell you everything
  That you wanna hear, I won't be any help
  This flow is familiar, I think I heard it before
  Yeah, I made it myself!
  I left the door open to come in my mansion
  But I never said it's a beautiful house
  Some of y'all sat on the porch
  Looked at my windows and stared at my door
  They ask me if I'm gonna kill it this record
  I laugh in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floors?"
  "He's at it again"
  "NF is crazy, he's bad for the kids"
  "He never talks about nothing but him"
  "And my friends say, 'He's kind of a diva.'"
  Well, you need to get some new friends
  I'm as chill as it gets
  'Til I get on the stage and flip on the switch
  And I go to a place where nobody is
  If you bring up my name in a song, that's something that you will regret
  Learned a lot in a year
  I remember the shows when no one was there
  I remember the shows when nobody cared
  Some people in front of me laughing like, "He isn't going nowhere."
  It's funny now, isn't it?
  This type of life isn't how I envisioned it
  This type of life, it just ain't how I pictured it
  I'm in the back of the tour bus
  Tryin' to FaceTime my family, it's different
  Not what you think it is
  Write a review, tell me what you think of this
  Give me three stars and call me an idiot
  But to be honest, it don't make a difference
  I know some people don't get it
  But you have now entered a therapy session
  If you don't like music that's personal
  I have no clue what you people are doin' here, might as well throw out the record
  I pull up a chair, I talk to my music like nobody's there
  Only person I judge is the one in the mirror
  And lately, he ain't doin' well
  I don't need y'all in my ear
  I'm tired of hearin' it
  You call it music, I call her my therapist
  She keep on telling me I have been carryin'
  Way too much baggage, I need to take care of it
  I know she's right, but, man, it's embarrassing
  Music has raised me more than my parent did
  Take out a picture of us and I stare at it
  Who am I kiddin'? You probably ain't hearin' this
  Show me an artist you wanna compare me with
  You put us both on a track, I'ma bury 'em
  Give me the shovel, it's 'bout to get scarier
  None of you want it with rap, who you staring at?
  I see you got beats, but where is the lyrics at?
  NF is the logo, you know I've been wearin' that
  Don't come to my show and be sittin' that very back
  I call you out in the crowd like, "There he is!"
  Thought I'd be happy, it feels like I'm cursed
  It's hard to be clean when you play in the dirt
  You gave me this place to go when I'm hurtin'
  I thought it'd get better, but it's getting worse
  And I got nobody to blame when I work
  Like 24/7, I ain't been to church
  And Satan keep callin' me, he tryna flirt
  I hang up the phone, these are more than just words
  I drive on that highway and listen to 
  Mansion
  I look up to God like, "When did this happen?"
  Yellin' with all of my fans to wake up
  But feel like I haven't
  I get emotional, I didn't plan this
  I'm doing things I never imagined
  I'm sorry, but I gotta leave
  I don't wanna be late for my therapy session, agh!