conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Higher with the following description: “Higher” is a song produced by Em where he shows off his lyrical capabilities and talks about his life after fame, his successful work and bars.
  The track’s hook is performed by Sly Pyper and Eminem, expressing how he is uncertain about his future: same can be said about Eminem himself. The beat is filled with 808s and sounds like a metal beat.
  The official music video for the song premiered alongside the #UFC257 match featuring Poirier vs. McGregor. The video was inspired from and imitated the Mama Said Knock You Out music video from LL Cool J in 1990. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Eminem]
  Yeah
  You know, I've been around for a while now
  Not sure if I have much left to prove
  Yeah I do, haha
  [Verse 1: Eminem]
  I look at me now, I'm thinkin', "Damn"
  How proud of me I am
  What I did is nothin' to sneeze at
  Even if your allergies are bad
  I'm up in a balcony in France
  I look around, I see the fans
  How they surround me in the stands
  Probably could drown in a sea of hands
  They're hollerin', "Shady" ("Shady")
  Yelling it out to me and that's what I mean when I say
  That one day someway, somehow, if I get the chance to get a crowd
  I'd flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants
  (I've done it all, man)
  But in actuality, I haven't, yet
  [Chorus: Sly Pyper & Eminem, 
  Sly Pyper
  ]
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (
  My only question is
  )
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (
  Yeah, oh
  )
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been [Verse 2: Eminem]
  Got no time for no haters in this bitch
  Or toleration for this shit
  But like medication, my dedication
  And the time it takes to do this shit
  Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waiting room'll get
  What I mean is maybe I have more patience (patients) than I'm able to admit
  Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this bitch
  Fame was a switch, but I was grateful to trade this shit for the trailer with a hitch
  That it would make me a raving lunatic
  But I made it through my situation, I hit pay dirt
  Now I get paper like a stapler in this bitch
  But just 'cause I made a little bit of change
  Don't mean I've changed a little bit
  Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit
  And I'm just berating you with it, it's Shady 'til I'm eighty-two
  I'll spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows (nose) I'ma blow
  Better get the handkerchief again, haha
  [Chorus: Sly Pyper & 
  Eminem
  ]
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (
  Know I talk about this shit a lot
  , 
  my only question is
  )
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been [Bridge: Sly Pyper & 
  Eminem
  ]
  Oh, now what am I gonna do?
  Can't nothing hold me, I'm on the loose
  Born a winner, damn, it's so hard to lose
  I can do it even when I'm tryin' to
  When my record flops, it still go through the roof
  This atmosphere's for a chosen few
  Who was on they grind makin' money moves
  And you ain't gon' get there if you watered-down
  You gotta take shots with a hundred proof
   (
  Check it out
  )
  [Verse 3: Eminem]
  Been in survival mode
  Since a five year old, it was I alone
  Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone
  But lookin' back how bad it was then
  If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen
  Addict mom and deadbeat dad
  I wouldn't have had the savage within
  Havin' to win every single battle I'm in
  All I ever wanted was to be an emcee
  Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me
  EPMD must've had teachin' degrees
  Learned to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes
  Would be as Eazy as E
  And graffiti would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah)
  'Til my last breath leaves my lungs
  I'ma beat my drum (Yeah) for the streets I'm from (Yeah)
  The East side slums (Yeah), gotta remind 'em (Yeah)
  I'll take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum
  You see my finger (What?), you see my thumb (What?)
  You see my fist, fuck a peace pipe, I'm (What?)
  Here for the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?)
  With this beat I brung for the beef I've come (Woo)
  But you better bring it if you wanna reply from
  'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up
  That'll be an uphill battle
  But I'm up like your feet in a recliner
  And I think I'm about to go out on a limb like a tree climber
  Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause [Chorus: Sly Pyper & 
  Eminem
  ]
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (
  For the last time
  , my only question is)
  Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
  Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
  All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
  I go higher than I've ever fuckin' been (
  Damn
  )