conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called 44 Bars with the following description: Logic spits precisely 44 bars detailing his struggles, pain, and determination to keep working hard for his fans and passion. The track notably samples Barrington Levy’s “The Vibes Is Right.”
  According to Logic’s Snapchat story, “44 Bars” was recorded in 3 sessions over the course of 6 months in Los Angeles, Hawaii, and London.
  In an interview with Hard Knock TV, Logic broke down the song. He originally planned to call it “2 Shades” or “Celebrate,” but scrapped the name. The second half of the song was recorded during the making of The Incredible True Story and was originally supposed to be similar to Eminem’s “Stan.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  If you deal with war, backwards stay far
  We're dealing with truths and rights
  Come some more into my sight
  (You no hear me yet?)
  (Hear me live and direct)
  (Walk with your tap
  )
  [Verse]
  Yeah, in London talkin' to rhêtorík 'bout my life and shit
  I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
  It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
  No matter what happens, everything ain't gon' be the same
  The incredible album, what an incredible outcome
  I grip the mic and then talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
  I used to think the fame and money was the motivation
  Until I toured the world and met the people face to face and
  Understood that the power was harnessed in that basement
  It ain't about the money and notoriety
  It's about the people and making a difference in society
  But don't get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a movie
  The Godfather, the Goodfella wielding a Uzi
  One with the people, if the people is wondering who's he?
  Same level, the same rebel that never settled
  Pullin' strings like Geppetto
   who overcame the ghetto
  And I know you wrote me and I still ain't answered
  'Cause shit is different now, it's forced upon me, different stances
  I used to spend all my time conversing with you
  But now I write this song to let you know I'm hurting with you
  Shit is too big, but let's be honest man, 
  it's kinda bittersweet
  Besides the shows and meet and greets, y'all only see me on the street
  And even then, that shit is rare—I just don't go outside
  'Cause honestly I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide
  That misconception, "'Cause I rap, I must be filled with pride"
  Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different then someone lied
  People in my ear telling me, "Talk that shit"
  Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit
  Since the first album, I'm one of the highest earners on the label
  Within six months I put the second one on they table
  I played sold out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce
  Release the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce
  Fuck all that murderous syllable shit right now, just let me bounce
  The mood around me is people smokin' it by the ounce
  Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a hundred grand
  Don't fuck with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
  You know my first week looking crazy due to high demand
  'Cause people don't buy music in this day and age, they buy the brand
  There's ups and downs, don't get me wrong but back when I ain't have shit
  Felt like I woulda sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
  Thank God, he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
  Let me attain it by workin' hard and busting my ass
  Achieved a lot in life, but what's a lot with more to gain?
  At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we call that champagne [Outro]
  Come some more into my sight...