conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The Blinding with the following description: With an all-star array of producers building a constantly-shifting, dynamic beat, Jay and Jay trade bars that range from the grandeur of their status in hip hop to their spiritual ancestry to the introspective.
  Travis chips in with a hypnotic chorus. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Swizz Beatz]
  This shit make you wanna talk crazy, crazy, crazy
  I'm tryin' to...
  Kayfa ḥal-uk? Kayfa ḥal-uk, habibi?
  [Verse 1: Jay Electronica & 
  JAY-Z
  ]
  Once upon a time there was a likkle yout, the cub of a lion
  A stowed away captive, a long way home from Zion
  The dove Prince sang about in "Purple Rain" cryin'
  To the midget you heard tale of on the shoulders of the giant
  Listen, I named my son, Sir, so you gotta call my son, "Sir"
  That boy already knighted, he ain't even out his romper
  You speakin' on the kingdom, you better watch your tongue, sir
  I send you where you never been, you forget where I'm from, sir?
  That gossip I send bald heads, Lou Gossett out the gun, sir
  I'm brazy, I'm so brazen, I'm "Raisin in the Sun" sir
  You can catch this broad daylight, you know the Kingdom come, sir
  That wheel inside the wheel
  , 
  a half a mile in circumference
  It's the return of the Mahdi
  , 
  it's the return of the Akhis
  It's the return of the lost and found tribe of Shabazz, the Annunakis
  It's the return of Mr. Shakur spittin' out phlegm at paparazzi
  That's my new style
  [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  Blinding (
  Hit-Boy
  )
  Blinded by the light
  See the stars and our sun [Verse 2: Jay Electronica & 
  JAY-Z
  ]
  The gift that keeps givin' like Babushka
  Kush crushed up in the studio, rollin' Kate Bush up
  Extra, extra, it's Mr. Headlines
  Who signed every contract and missed the deadlines
  40 days, 40 nights, tryna live up to the hype
  It's the road less traveled,
   
  it's the one who missed the flights
  Hov hit me up like, "What, you scared of heights?
  Know your sister tired of workin', gotta do her something nice"
  I'm like, "Don't he know I stay up for Falon late nights?"
  She need bread, she need rice, she need threads, she need ice
  Either tell it to my bank account or say it to the dice
  When I lay down in my bed it's like my head in the vice
  When I look inside the mirror all I see is flaws
  When I look inside the mirror all I see is Mars
  In the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars
  Bismillah
  , just so y'all could pick me apart?
  [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  Blinding
  Blinded by the light
  See the stars and our sun
  [Outro]
  Hit Boy
  G. Ry got me