conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Blackin’ Out with the following description: A remix of Jay-Z’s song ‘The Story of OJ" originally produced by No I.D set to be featured on Wayne’s 2017 Dedication 6 mixtape.
  This was one of two songs Wayne released on his youtube channel early to promote the release of Dedication 6 on the 21st of December. The other song released early was his remix of 21 Savage’s “Bank Account”.
  
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Wayne]
  Six shit
  Ayy, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
  Six, nigga, 
  Dedication 6
  , nigga
  Six, nigga, six, nigga, 
  Dedication 6
  , nigga
  Six, nigga, sick nigga, sick, six shit, nigga
  [Verse 1: Euro & 
  Lil Wayne
  ]
  I hear y'all new shit and I cringe (
  I cringe
  )
  Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (
  My friends
  )
  If we hit it, that oui is not French (
  Not French
  )
  I'm anti-social, pardon my tints (
  My tints
  )
  We left E11even, at 11 AM (
  Yeah
  )
  Raw papers full of peace, cups full of mayhem (
  Yeah
  )
  We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a different wavelength (
  Yeah
  )
  See, they more like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans (
  Woo
  )
  Being the greatest ever is my destiny still (
  Okay
  )
  Since a child, I focused on my Kelly, Bey, and Michelle (
  Okay
  )
  Sitting back, getting head from a mademoiselle (
  Okay
  )
  Tryin' to put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will (
  Amen
  )
  Dedicated to you for the sixth time
  Killed it on the fifth one
  , now they say I'm 
  big-time
  While them niggas skipped lunch, I learned how to 
  skip lines
  I learned how to 
  kick, punch
  , power through to get mines
  Used to fuck with Sega (
  Yuh
  ), my uncle had a pager
   (
  Chirp!
  )
  I knew this drug kingpin that tried to run for Mayor (
  Skrrt!
  )
  Posted on the back blocks, talkin' player-player
  If she bad then I upgrade her, get her unlimited data (
  Blrrp!
  )
  They tryin' to build a wall, man, my dogs gon' hate that shit
  And build underground railroads so the Maybachs fit, yeah
  We in the game, but we don't play that shit
  Cover your soul before they take that shit—Young! [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
  Rich nigga, Polo nigga, house bigger, bills bigger
  Sick nigga, Hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
  Racks nigga, real bigger, Shaq-bigger, lil nigga
  Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still, nigga
  Coke-on-coke, nigga—slopes, niggas, hills, nigga
  Joke, nigga? Nope, nigga, 
  clip bigger, quick trigger
  Thick strippers, I ain't into stick figures, mixed signals
  O.J. with the brick, nigga runnin' through the white
  Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga, that's Sunny Delight
  Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, shining like some pearly whites
  Nigga straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
  Nigga bought a lot of art, and I brought a lot to snort, hey
  Beat around the bush right after we beat the court case
  Talking 'bout a war, that's a convo at the bar, wait
  Drugs in the Broncos, start the motherfuckin' horse race
  I take off from Earth and take your bitch up into MySpace
  I tell her, keep her mouth shut; if not, I got some Scotch tape
  Got to keep the lock safe, referring to the Safelock
  The shelves fall, the ground shake, it make you do the James Brown
  I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
  I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bomb
  Some niggas like to fight crime, some niggas like to fight fair
  Some niggas got the right time; you ask him, he say, "Time'll tell"
  Some niggas think they're icons, some bitches think that I care
  Some niggas got a iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
  Some niggas really pythons, I'm watching out for myself
  Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
  Lyin' there, lookin' like "Aww, yeah", lawn chair
  Jumped right off the Con-Air and landed on a timeshare
  I wear Versace eyewear, feelin' like top shelf
  Cool as two Ls and Rock Bells, hot as Scottsdale
  Bombshell, ugh [Outro: Lil Wayne]
  Blackin' out, blackin' out
  We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
  All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out
  On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yo
  Bow! Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out
  We on the drugs, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
  All the guns, black it out, black it out, black-black-black it out
  On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, yuh
  That's some sick shit