conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called All Eyes on Ye with the following description: “All Eyes On Ye” is the name given to an unreleased throwaway demo of Kanye West. It leaked online on May 10, 2019.
  The song was thought to have been recorded during sessions for Kanye’s scrapped TurboGrafx16. As is typical with many Kanye demos, it’s unfinished, featuring Kanye mumble as he tries to create flows and lay down reference vocals. It shares an instrumental with Kid Cudi’s unreleased “Maple”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yo
  [Refrain]
  They try to say Kanye West
  Was out here wildin' like, uh, Delonte West
  But these new verses sounding like André’s best
  But he couldn't ever quite seem to get quite André fresh
  Three stacks, stacks on my known thumb when you be back
  I don't need something, need the feedback
  Let’s follow up, let's follow up
  Got something, call some', call 'em up
  Got something, something, call 'em up
  And I call something, ball 'em up
  All the way to Baltimore, all the [?]
  And they in the auto mall, whole summer long
  And you stay like a Audemar
  Sun Tzu, it's the art of war
  Head's down, it’s a war, what they calling for then, huh?
  [Freestyle]
  No stones, what you balling for then, huh?
  Stone, stone what you running for then, huh?
  This here what they really want, then, huh?
  Someone wanna way I get it, uh, uh, nah, nah
  Nah, nigga, nah, fuck that, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
  Nah, nigga, nigga, what’s that?
  [?] club back, nigga, cut back
  Ohh, is that what it looked at?
  Like your made them when you on your way to work
  And the boss said, "Uh, we makin' cut backs"
  Nigga, bust that, nah, hit club like where the sluts at?
  Uhh, hit the club holdin’ my nutsack, ugh
  Yeah, kinda want it, hit it, but I couldn't nut that
  Talk about it, [?] tryna get a nut at
  [?] I dunno how he cut that, that cut back
  Hold on now, [?] when I told you, hey
  Front line [?], I wouldn't wanna be a soldier
  Pray hard, stay hard, way hard
  Eight times in a row, pace times in a boat
  Pay fine in the low, pay fives to the dough
  Lost, lawsuit city, baby, egh
  All coupe me, baby, I'm Frank Nitti, baby
  Man, Wayne with me, baby, uh
  Said he ain’t with me, baby, uh
  Runnin' from my [?], what do you expect though?
  [?] Hector, [?] lettin' that go for the respect though
  Nah, nah, nigga, ain't tryna play that
  Said it would, where 'Ye at? Sendin' [?] with the 'ye back
  Sellin' on the day [?], stomp on it, then he did it way back
  And I ain't never, no, never, never change that
  Got it where the [?] at, got it with the [?] at
  I got it [?] with your name at, we the one who laid that
  He ain't really mean that, [?] where your team at?
  Got 'em where you [?] at, nigga, I seen that
  [?] where the [?] at?
  Came back stuntin', pullin' dirt like a fiend at
  [?], I
  [?] like ninas, why?
  That's why, that's right, that's right, ayy
  That's right, that's right, that's right
  That's right, nigga, that's right, uh, that's right
  That ain't no, just like, uh, just like, that, that's right
  Stop it, uh, stop it, I might cop it
  Put it, did it, I might did it
  Did it, shit it, I might hit it
  Send it, done it, if you with it
  Throwin' back [?], huh
  Send it, puttin' centrefold, they ain't said nothin'
  Ain't better my name, fuckin' on a bitch
  They ain't have a bellybutton, put it in her bellybutton
  You know where they at now, somebody, uh
  Man, you picture this, when you look at sports in [?]
  You got this, just, you would reminisce
  This bitch, this bitch, this bitch, this bitch
  Ain't lyin' on my dick, [?]
  [?] on some other shit, uh
  Supernova shit, four-leaf clover shit
  I don't believe in luck, I'm blessed
  I know [?] up, I'm [?]
  Freestyle goin' too long, I don't feel like listenin' to it back
  Freestyle goin' too long, I don't feel like listenin' to it back
  Take this shit right to another track
  [?] where you feelin' at?
  Same place that your baby-mother at
  Same whip that your baby-mother got
  I'm on [?] with another rack
  [?] had another plaque, fuck it all though
  (Stop it) [Instrumental Break]
  [Refrain]
  They try to say Kanye West
  Was out here wildin' like, uh, Delonte West
  But these new verses sounding like Andre's best
  But he couldn't ever quite seem to get quite Andre fresh
  Three stacks, stacks on my known thumb when you be back
  I don't need something, need the feedback
  Let's follow up, let's follow up
  Got something, call some', call 'em up
  Got something, something, call 'em up
  And I call something, ball 'em up
  All the way to Baltimore, all the [?]
  And they in the auto mall, whole summer long
  And you stay like a Audemar
  Head's down, it's the art of war
  Head's down, it's a war, what they calling for then, huh?