conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Piss on Your Grave (Reference) with the following description: “Piss On Your Grave” appears on Travis Scott’s 2015 effort, Rodeo. The writing credits for the song lists Larry Price, an otherwise unheard of artist. After this reference track was leaked, however, it was revealed to be Price (real name Larry Jacks) of Audio Push.
  This demo contains alternate Kanye vocals found on previous demos of the track as well as a verse from Price that was utilised and slightly changed by Travis on the final release. It’s unknown why Price wrote under the pen-name of Larry Price. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Kanye West]
  Yap, yap, yap
  I use your face as a urinal, then do the same at your funeral
  Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave
  Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave
  This one here for the executives, fuck you and all your relatives
  Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave
  Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
  Nigga behave
  [Verse 1: Price]
  Uh, look, I can't behave (No)
  We can't behave, us niggas, we can't behave
  We mobbed on the pave (Yeah), got treated like slaves
  Young niggas been treated like slaves
  This the moment I've been waiting for
  This what I moved to Cali, stepped outside and got shaded for
  Told momma, "Bitch, get back in the door" (Get back in)
  I've been comin' up and up and down, I can't take no more
  Kamikazes are commas
  Benjamins, dividends stuffed in my jeans, they ain't fittin' (Nah-ah)
  Poppin' pistols, droppin' writtens (Uh-huh)
  Poppin' penicillin, nigga, you gotta get with it (Yeah)
  My, my, my, my, look at little Scotty now (Now)
  The same fuckers used to doubt
  All preachin' that they proud
  Can't wait to pull my zipper down, whip it out and [Verse 2: Kanye West & 
  Price
  ]
  Piss in your grave (
  Yeah
  ), piss in your grave
  Turn this up, teacher
  Play this in the third grade (
  Huh
  ), in the third grade
  This one right here for the kids at the grade (
  Ow
  )
  In the third grave
  How come you want it? Can't fuck with the bitch
  This one ain't fair, this one for family
  This one the damn, this one I thank
  That's when thought it was safe and it wasn't
  Pointer me, Allah, some on your water
  I'm callin' your mada, call on the collar