conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called E.T. with the following description: An ode to the 1982 film of the same name. B.o.B raps about being underrated and misunderstood.
  This song fits Weezy because he often refers to himself as a Martian with his lyrics being “from a different world.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: B.o.B]
  Like I don't belong
  I feel like I don't belong
  Like I don't belong
  Like a extraterrestrial
  Extraterrestrial, oh
  Extraterrestrial
  Extraterrestrial, oh (Yeah)
  [Verse 1: B.o.B]
  Basically, I'm an alien to y'all, I guess I'm
  Speakin' in different languages than y'all
  , I guess
  All you know is my alias is all
  I stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
  I'm like a Michelangelo paintin' that hangs in the vault
  They gated me off, by Hendrix while he plays the guitar
  Never had friends but me and Franklin was dawgs
  , somewhere between insane
  And famous, guess my brain's a lil' off, 
  I'm, I'm in the
  B-b-basement havin' d-d-dangerous type of thought
  I pace for hours, hit the fuckin' vaporizer and cough
  Kill everything I see and leave behind a mountain of chalk
  I took the hand that I was dealt and made a house outta cards
  You can't compare me to anyone, swag on Area 51
  Blowin' purple crop circles, pack is loud as a intercom
  (Anti-gravity moon suit)
  Went from bein' "Who are you?" to chillin' with the who's who
  Paranoid of more than story-tales and science fiction
  Sleepin' with a fat burner like I'm tryna watch my figure
  Wanna cut me out the picture, get some bigger scissors
  I-I'd stop shittin' on these niggas, but I never been a quitter
  Yeah, so join the B.o.B hate-fest
  I would say, "Fuck ya" but I practice in safe sex
  Signin' off, young Jedi on the red-eye
  Rap god, I should have my own prayer line
  Amen, Ray Bands [Chorus: B.o.B]
  Like I don't belong
  I feel like I don't belong
  Like I don't belong
  Like a extraterrestrial
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial) Extraterrestrial, oh
  (Extraterres-, extraterres-, e-e) Extraterrestrial
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial) Extraterrestrial, oh
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial)
  [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Oh my God, it's the Martian
  Stuntin' in them Son of Mars Jordans
  It must be the shoes, the stars in the skies want stardom
  Far from the norm', bitch, 
  I'm Norman Bates
   awkward
  But nothing's far-fetched when a underdog's barkin'
  But they could get checked, if I don't sign, my goons forge it
  I don't phone home, I phone homies and catch ya at your
  Home with your homies, spoil a moment
  , 
  extra-extra-
  Terrestrial, extra clips, extra bitch
  Homie, I don't fear shit, like exorcist, your neck'll twist
  Gettin' high on extra shit with extra kick to kick my ass
  And after I put all bullshit to the side, I lick my hands
  From a different world, Dwayne Wayne
  Unexplained things goin' in my strange brain
  Unidentified flyin' object, Dwayne's plane
  'Cause I be on that Mary, I don't fuck with plain Jane
  Drugs in the backpack, no room for E.T
  .
  Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look, I'm knee deep
  All I do is fall back, smoke kush and keep seeds
  Swallow 'em with some water, cut myself and bleed weed
  Have trouble bein' human, let alone a human being
  Have trouble shootin' a breeze, not a M-16, bop
  I fear what I don't understand, and that would be my own fear
  And they don't understand me, I know I don't belong here
  Tunechi [Chorus: B.o.B]
  Like I don't belong
  I feel like I don't belong
  Like I don't belong
  Like a extraterrestrial
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial) Extraterrestrial, oh
  (Extraterres-, extraterres-, e-e) Extraterrestrial
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial) Extraterrestrial, oh
  (Extraterres-, extraterrestrial)
  [Outro: B.o.B]
  E-e-extraterres-, extraterrestrial
  Extraterres-, extraterrestrial
  Extraterres-, extraterrestrial
  Extraterres-, extra...