conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Rich Spirit with the following description: “Rich Spirit” depicts an irreverent Kendrick talking about his own qualities while trying to stand firm against the criticism against him.
  Kendrick utilizes ethereal melodies and portrays a different side to Lamar’s customary approach while also debating mortality, loyalty, narcissism, and other themes.
  The instrumental features backing vocals from Sam Dew, who is additionally listed as a feature on Disc 2’s “Savior,” which also features Kendricks' cousin Baby Keem. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  Takin' my baby to school, then I pray for her
  'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool
  , writin' testament
  Paintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite
  Universal shift, I'm in a groove
  And celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool
  I'm a good man, shake your hand, firm grip rule
  Seventy-two wins, lost ten, ballin' with the flu
  More than two M's for a show, but add another two
  Hmm, lil' Man-Man, the big mans
  The GT Dyno flippin' the kickstand, ooh
  [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Sam Dew
  ]
  Rich nigga, broke phone (
  Ah
  )
  Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (
  Ooh
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Yeah
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Ooh
  )
  Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive
   (
  Ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (
  Ooh
  )
  Bitch, I'm attractive
   (
  Ah, ah, ah, ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh
  [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  The morality can wait, 
  feedback on low latency
  , I'm glitching from the face
  As my thoughts grow sacredly, I'm runnin' out of space
  Ask Whitney, she okay, never mind a hundred K
  Why you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave
  I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't give this shit away
  The aloof Buddha
  , 
  I'm Christ with a shooter
  Praise to Muhammad, I might nigga noose ya
  AP, Michael Friedman, my friends cooler
  Primary, so the resale value stupid
  I would never live my life on a computer
  IG'll get you life for a chikabooya
  More power to ya
  , 
  love 'em from a distance
  Why you always in the mirror more than the bitches?
  And my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege
  But I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit
  , ayy (Ooh) [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Sam Dew
  ]
  Rich nigga, broke phone (
  Ah
  )
  Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (
  Ooh
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Yeah
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Ooh
  )
  Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (
  Ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (
  Ooh
  )
  Bitch, I'm attractive (
  Ah, ah, ah, ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh
  [Interlude: Sam Dew]
  Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum
  Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh
  Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
  Frat brother, real nigga, that brother
  We just upped the score, give me dap, brother
  Spirit medium, I don't rap, brother
  We headed there now, are you strapped brother?
  Ayy, peacemaker, but I'm not naive, brother
  Ayy, gotta watch your homies and police, brother
  Ayy, 
  clout chasing hell of a disease, brother
  I'm fasting four days out the week, brother
  I pray to God that you realize the entourage is dead
  I pray to God that you not lackin' when you off the meds
  I pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever
  Bet she argue with her momma, go and get them kids
  I pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies
  Thoughts and prayers, way better off timelines
  False claimin' not cute, I'm mortified
  The new Earth in hot pursuit
  , two-hundred lives [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Sam Dew
  ]
  Rich nigga, broke phone (
  Ah
  )
  Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (
  Ooh
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Yeah
  )
  Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (
  Ooh
  )
  Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (
  Ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (
  Ooh
  )
  Bitch, I'm attractive (
  Ah, ah, ah, ah
  )
  Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh
  [Outro: Sam Dew]
  Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum
  Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh
  Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun