conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called We Made You with the following description: A love/hate letter to pop culture in the style of his 2000 smash hit single, “The Real Slim Shady”, “We Made You” provides comic relief from the serial killer theme of 2009’s Relapse LP.
  With the hook, Eminem is showing that popular celebrities aren’t any better than their fans. This gives him a reason to tear their reputations apart: they don’t deserve to be admired too much.
  “We Made You” follows “Same Song & Dance” on the album. With this sequence, Em could be implying that the sexual violence of alter-ego Slim Shady on the previous song “fathered” the rap icon that is Eminem. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Eminem]
  Guess who? D'you miss me?
  Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!
  [Chorus: Charmagne Tripp & 
  Eminem
  ]
  When you walked through the door (
  Woo!
  )
  It was clear to me (
  Clear to me
  )
  You’re the one they adore
  Who they came to see (
  Who they came to see
  )
  You’re a rock star (
  Baby
  ) (
  Yeah
  )
  Everybody wants you (
  Everybody wants you
  )
  Player, who can really blame you? (
  Who can really blame you?
  )
  We’re the ones who made you
  [Verse 1: Eminem]
  Ahem, back by popular demand
  Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
  You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand?
  How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
  Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
  "Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans!"
  Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man
  She stomped him, just ‘cause he asked to put his hands
  On her massive gluteus maximus again
  Squeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to a friend
  Can he come back as nasty as he can?
  Yes, he can, Ken, don't ask me this again
  He does not mean to lesbian offend
  But, Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
  Samantha's a two; you're practically a ten
  I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see you grin
  Now come in, girl [Chorus: Charmagne Tripp & 
  Eminem
  ]
  When you walked through the door (
  Woo!
  )
  It was clear to me (
  Clear to me
  )
  You’re the one they adore
  Who they came to see (
  Who they came to see
  )
  You’re a rock star (
  Baby
  )
  Everybody wants you (
  Everybody wants you
  )
  Player, who can really blame you? (
  Who can really blame you?
  )
  We’re the ones who made you
  [Verse 2: Eminem]
  The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
  Walk up to the cutest girl and charley-horse her
  Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
  Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
  Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
  Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine
  And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner, then
  Nail her, baby, say hello to my little friend!
  Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middleman
  Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
  And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
  Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
  And little did I mention that Jennifer's in
  Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
  Man, I swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch
  They take a mile; they got style, but it isn't Slim [Chorus: Charmagne Tripp & 
  Eminem
  ]
  When you walked through the door (
  Woo!
  )
  It was clear to me (
  Clear to me
  )
  You’re the one they adore
  Who they came to see (
  Who they came to see
  )
  You’re a rock star (
  Baby
  )
  Everybody wants you (
  Everybody wants you
  )
  Player, who can really blame you? (
  Who can really blame you?
  )
  We’re the ones who made you
  [Bridge: Eminem]
  And that's why, my love
  You'll never live without
  I know you want me, girl
  'Cause I can see you checking me out
  And, baby, you know
  You know you want me too
  Don't try to deny it, baby
  I'm the only one for you (*
  fart
  *)
  [Verse 3: Eminem]
  Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
  Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
  You think that's bad, you should hear the rest of my album
  Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
  Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
  Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth (Blup!)
  Wowzers! I just made a mess in my trousers
  And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
  "Lord, help us, he's back in his pink ALF shirt
  Looking like someone shrinked his outfit!"
  I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
  Rest assured 
  Superman's
   here to rescue ya
  Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake
  Matter of fact, bake me a birthday cake
  With a saw blade in it to make my jailbreak
  Baby, I think you just met your soulmate
  Now break it down, girl [Chorus: Charmagne Tripp & 
  Eminem
  ]
  When you walked through the door (
  Woo!
  )
  It was clear to me (
  Clear to me
  )
  You’re the one they adore
  Who they came to see (
  Who they came to see
  )
  You’re a rock star (
  Baby
  )
  Everybody wants you (
  Everybody wants you
  )
  Player, who can really blame you? (
  Who can really blame you?
  )
  We’re the ones who made you
  [Outro: Eminem]
  So baby
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, get down
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, down, down
  Baby, get down, get down
  Oh Amy! Rehab never looked so good!
  I can't wait, I'm going back
  Ha-ha, woo!
  Dr. Dre! 2020!
  Yeah!