conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Dear God with the following description: This song is a message from Logic to God. It is where he addresses a lot of the issues he has gone through with his claim to fame as well as his life before rap. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Monsters of Folk]
  Dear God, I'm tryin' hard to reach you
  Dear God, I see your face in all I do
  Sometimes it's so hard to believe in
  [Verse: Logic]
  Dear God, I think it's time we had a conversation
  These lonely nights is getting to me so my mind is racin'
  I think about this life I live and all the shit I'm facin'
  More secrets in my mind than a Freemason
  I get lonely at times, and then I write these rhymes
  I'm only human, I want to hit the club and fuck a dime
  But I know that's not the answer to my problems
  Lord help me solve them, disintegrate and dissolve 'em
  Layin' in bed with a girl I'm pretty sure is my next
  Contemplating the sex while I think about my ex
  Am I wrong? Yeah
  Dear God, am I wrong? Uh (
  Dear God
  )
  Dear God, tell me, am I wrong?
  For livin' the life of a king surrounded by these pawns
  Fans telling me I'm the greatest but I never hear 'em
  'Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle, yeah, I'm still persevering
  Demons whispering in my ears, but no, I never fear 'em
  People thinking they on his level they ain't even near 'em
  I just want to spread positivity through lyrical ability
  They call it selling out but I just call it versatility, yeah
  It's my life, my wrongs, and my rights
  My battle, my songs, and my fights
  Now everybody wanna come around?
  Tell me where was you last year when a brother was down?
  Not a single one of you motherfuckers believed in the brand
  Extended a hand, and now you wanna be my man?
  I think not, you quick to shape shift like ink blots
  The real Dilla, we cut classic, no fitters
  What about the time I was nine and my mama almost murdered me?
  Don't think I forgot that shit, it still burdens me
  Her bare hands tight around my throat
  "I can't breathe" I screamed, "I can't breathe, Mama
  Don't you want me, Mama? Don't you love me, Mama?" What the fuck
  Where was you then, God? Tell me now
  How's a brother supposed to stay sane? Tell me how
  Why you let me live but let another die?
  Why you dry my tears but let another cry? Gotta know
  Set to detonate, I gotta blow, that shit fo' sho
  I used to wonder why in the hell you would make me suffer
  But now in the end I understand that it made me tougher [Outro: Logic]
  I get up when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned
  When shit rough, I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground
  I get up, yeah
  I get up, yeah, yeah
  I get up when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned
  When shit rough, I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground
  I get up, yeah
  I get up, I get up
  Get up