conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Virginia Beach with the following description: “Virginia Beach”, the introduction of For All The Dogs, is a heartfelt track, laced around a warped Frank Ocean sample. Drake establishes a recurring theme on the album, reviewing the ups and downs of a fallen relationship. He specifically yearns for the early stages of his relationship with both drugs and women, contrasting the past with the present.
  Drake notably performed at Virginia Beach during his 2014 tour alongside Lil Wayne. As For All The Dogs is a testament to Drake’s earlier musical endeavors, not only is “Virginia Beach” a full-circle moment of his career, but a moment where he realizes past events have faded. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Drake & 
  Frank Ocean
  ]
  I bet your mother would be proud of you, ooh
   (
  You, you, you, oh
  )
  I bet our mother would be proud of you, oh
  I know what you say
  You say I coulda treated you better or whatever, but
  I don't know, I think I did alright
  Know what I'm sayin'?
  And you know how you get
  Drawin' conclusions like you got a Parsons degree or somethin'
  I coulda treated you better, that's crazy
  Nope
  [Chorus: Drake]
  Lean in, lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
  That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'
  I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'
  Lean into me, lean into me
  Yeah, lean in, lean into me
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  Pussy, it makin' me tweak, ended up stayin' a week
  She pretty but ghetto, pretty but rough, just like Virginia Beach
  I wanna get back to the days that you loved me for nothin' but what you could see
  You bust down the Jubilee, I swapped it and made you go factory, wait
  You put some pain in me, I wanna get back to the major league
  She wanna grab on the throttle, I wanna get back in the driver's seat
  That nigga spent his last check on your car and you got it and drove it to me
  Asked me if I coulda treated you better, but no [Chorus: Drake]
  Lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
  That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'
  I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'
  Lean into me, lean into me
  Lean in, lean into me
  [Break: Drake]
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah
  Grr, grr
  Yeah
  [Verse 2: Drake]
  Our texts feelin' like a fencin' match, your temper shorter and I'm sensin' that
  You keep talkin' 'bout some, "Period," but where you 'bout to end the sentence at?
  'Cause you been goin' off on my ass, then I tell your ass where I'm at
  And you act like I'm not supposed to mention that
  I introduce you to my friends' girlfriends, you ain't interested in makin' friends
  Talkin' 'bout you wanna cook for a nigga in the kitchen, can you make amends?
  Least we know you got the cakes on you, girl, you should prolly stick to bakin' then
  Birkin is croc like the rubber shoe, I swear that I'm not tryna smother you
  I got to know a whole other you, but let's not forget how I discovered you
  We ain't even gotta mention that, any nigga try and trouble you
  He gon' find out that it's on-site like W-W-W
  On site like dot-com
  , put a baby in you, you a hot mom
  Yeah, ask me if I coulda treated you better, but no
  Not at all, not at all [Outro: 
  Frank Ocean
  ]
  I bet our mother would be proud of you, ooh
   (
  Mother would be proud
  )