conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Selsun Blue with the following description: For the fourth track on Sorry For the Wait 2, Wayne uses the beat from Troy Ave’s track, “All About The Money” and murders it.
  Selsun Blue is a dandruff shampoo and Wayne metaphorically parallels the shampoo getting rid of dandruff to something getting rid of the “white”, as in cocaine.
  Later, on May 6th 2015, Wayne delivered the official visual for the single. It’s the fourth track of “S4TW2” to get a video.
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Hook]
  Get rid of the residue
  Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
  This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
  I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
  Yeah, I know I keep on telling you
  Leggo
  [Verse]
  It's all about the Young fuckin' Money
  It's a war in these streets, I need a Humvee
  That AK-47, that's my trusty
  Got some tricks up my sleeves, I need some cufflinks
  Oh Lord, these niggas soft, these niggas fluffy
  Another one bites the dust 'til his gums bleed
  Oh Lord, Public Enemy, Chuck D
  Me with no money's like a bunny with no front teeth
  Fuck me? It's fuck you if it's fuck me
  I hit the kush, blow it out like a bum knee
  Where the haters? Point 'em out and ask 'em what's beef
  Stack of hundred dollar bills in a scrunchie
  Oh Lord, kamikaze, kidnappin' killers
  Screaming "Fuck the other side!"
  She ride the dick, the dick gon' kill her, vehicular homicide
  Oh Lord, 
  I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga
  I'm sorry for them other guys
  Lay a nigga down, Nina sang his ass a lullaby
  Wave your white flag all you want, bitch, I'm colorblind
  Bad bitch with me got thunder thighs and her mother's eyes
  Li-li-li-lick my lollipop like it got gum inside
  Miami in the winter, Cali in the summertime
  My bitch is independent, she don't ask me for a dime
  Love it when we makin' love, hate it when it's fuckin' time
  Disrespect the caterpillar, rave about the butterfly
  Bullet ain't got no name, nigga, but you could get it customized
  Run up in your house, undisguised, why you look surprised?
  Motherfuckers better fuckin' hide, I feel like Mr. Hyde
  Athletes still gettin' jacked like they missin' tires
  Oh Lord, one of the wildest B's in my hive
  I'll sting a bitch and die anytime
  Hate it when the fuckin' police shut the session down
  We just talkin', we just skatin', we just messin' round
  Tell them niggas that be hatin' we ain't messin' round
  They just barkin', they just fakin', they gon' settle down
  We got bitches, we got beer, we got Bobby Brown
  Skatin' underneath the bridge, dead body found
  Do a trick over the body, hope he smilin' down
  Do a trick off of some stairs, land on solid ground
  Grizzly Gang in this bitch, check the grip tape
  Nigga came on your bitch, ooh milkshake
  Chop a cocaine brick like a sensei
  Break the great white down to a fish plate
  Woo! Pockets on inflate
  Got the Yay locked down like Kim K
  I been sippin' codeine since 10K
  I be cussin' while I'm bustin', "Die motherfuckers"
  Oh Lord [Hook]
  Get rid of the residue
  Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue
  It's that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
  I'm so sorry, I feel terrible
  Yeah, I know I keep on telling you