conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Tree Of Life with the following description: For this surprise release that Logic declared “was for the fans,” he teamed up with Slug (of Atmosphere) & Killer Mike.
  The track was first teased during an interview with Bootleg Kev, which took place 18 months prior. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Logic]
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this
  [Verse 1: Logic]
  Rap, bitches, money, cars only take you but so far
  I can guarantee you that shit don't make up a super star
  Time place, all good, wilin' out just like you should
  Let your fingers do the talking in person I wish you would
  God damn that's my jam, let me get it like this my man
  Even though nobody don't understand like, like, like, like
  Hold up, what's the hold up?
  You like what you like, she like what he like, he like what they like
  They all hate what you like and you like fuck 'em all
  So much division my vision is faded
  We all from the same tree but you leaves degraded
  Judging the different branches in music that elevated
  Just cause it's further from the roots don't mean that you should hate it
  Cause there's a time and place for everything that's been created
  Damn, see in the end we all fam'
  But all that really matters is I know who I am
  [Chorus: Logic]
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this [Verse 2: Slug]
  Nobody gotta agree with me, I'm just being me
  I keep breathing my speech, you be
  Comfortable if we never get to speak about it
  You'd rather hit your hammer, just leave without it
  We got a lot of light for the storm
  With more shine than that lamp keeps your food warm
  And the truth is un-disputable
  , it's beautiful
  It should be considered the usual
  So I ain't judging you for loving it so hard
  But you disregard that we've all got old scars
  My skin looks like bark
  They used to do it out in the park
  Pretend to defend or neglect to protect
  Depends which voice the rain reflects, connection
  With all the blood invested
  You would think it was the love that made impressions
  [Chorus: Logic]
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this [Verse 3: Killer Mike]
  My woman is a smooth vision
  Aye, she my muse and I'm a musician
  Love her cause a couple things she do different
  Me and her be whipping running and getting money
  We usually put that Pimp and Bun in and count a hundred
  Listen sonny your honey won’t play that 8-Ball & MJG
  I suggest you quit her now cause that bitch won't keep it G
  Cause I’m an outlaw, need a ginsing for my waiter
  Bobby we the Marley, high and holy, we inhale it, exhale it
  Early Sunday morning, on fire getting higher
  To the sounds of the Georgia mass choir
  And I swear to god you ain't ever really smoked reefer till you do it to to the sound of Aretha coming loud out your speaker
  Bridge over trouble water and my heart
  What God has brought together let not man break apart
  I swear I ain't a pair around fucking 'round with us
  Cause we be like it's Pimp C bitch, now what the fuck is up?
  [Chorus: Logic]
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this
  I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
  It spoke about music we love and music we hate
  I don't know why
  But I can relate to this