conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Heavenly Father with the following description: “Heavenly Father” is an introspective song detailing the everyday pressures, depressions and issues that come with having a conscious view on the world.
  Many of the issues are connected to his lack of fatherly guidance. A double entendre, Isaiah is referring both to his biological father and spiritual father, God.
  Depression is one of the many themes and issues addressed on this album, and Isaiah’s own problems related to this are what lead him to make the track in particular.
  This track is also about Isaiah’s non-existent relationship with his father.  He expresses how the music industry would be much easier to navigate with a father figure to have his back. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah
  Now, everybody tellin' me a lie
  Lordy, give me somethin' for my soul
  See, I don't wanna think of suicide
  So please don't take the lockey off my door
  See, I been tired of fuckin' all these girls
  And I've been tired of spendin' all my dough
  And if I give my story to the world
  I wonder if they'd book me for a show
  See you can't handle pressure on your own
  So why you carry boulder by yourself?
  The story’s storyteller tell it wrong
  And glorify the horror and the wealth
  My mama call me, tell me, "Comey home"
  And I just need some guidance in my steps
  I know I'm not the only one alone
  I know I'm not the only one that felt
  [Chorus: SZA]
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm— [Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah
  Now, I'm prayin' that I make it twenty-five
  Baby call a doctor for my health
  And "no" is kinda hard to say to drugs
  'Cause I been havin' problems with myself
  And I been askin' questions, where the love?
  And they don't give me answers, just a check
  And they don't know my issues as a child
  'Cause I was busy cuttin' on myself
  And hangin' from the playground wasn't wrong
  Until you got a ropey on your neck
  And I been losin' more than just my mind
  Gatherin' what's left of self-respect
  And Daddy, why you call me while you drunk?
  And why you never love me when I need it?
  And I don't wanna be like you no more
  And I been tryna cope, I'm gettin' weeded
  [Chorus: SZA]
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm falling
  Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
  Oh, I think I'm— [Verse 3: Isaiah Rashad]
  Yeah, look, ayy
  I smoke too much: the problems of a twenty-somethin'
  I drink too often, there's liquor pourin' from the faucet
  You would assume from followin' the tunes (Yeah)
  That I'm doomed to die young
  , 
  addicted to dry plum
  These bitches ain't shit, and pussy is my greatest vice
  I love smokin' weed, I hate advice
  I know some niggas that talk good, the wise men
  From a long line of bitch-made and brides-men (Ooh, ooh)
  You never had nuttin' but fuckin' dreams
  You just caught up in the hype, the fashion and so it seems
  The limelight, 
  I know that I rhyme tight
  No need for your two cents and burnin' your blueprints
  These people think I really give a fuck about the shit they give a fuck about
  Just need a moment of silence, just close your fuckin' mouth
  Infatuated with violence, gun in my fuckin' mouth
  So you don't know that I'm serious, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
  [Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
  Like, you got punchlines for days
  So generic your flow, you too cold, you aged
  (Uh, [?]) You got punchlines for days
  So generic your flow, you too cold, you aged
  Yeah, and I'm so misrepresented
  By niggas that claim trill and they souls was never in it, like
  Yeah, and I'm so misrepresented
  By niggas that claim trill, they souls was never in it, like