conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The Blanguage with the following description: Young Thug’s version of Drake’s “The Language”. The name of the song is even taken, and the letter B is added to symbolize Young Thug’s affiliation with the Blood Gang.
  Note how his flow is similar to Drake’s from the original song, and how even the cover art pays homage to one of his earlier mixtapes, So Far Gone.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Young Thug & 
  Drake
  ]
  Metro Boomin want some more
  Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more
  Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore-more
   (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin want some more
   (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more, nigga
   (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
   (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  [Verse 1: Young Thug & 
  Drake
  ]
  Look, look (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I fucked her then washed off my dick (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), with the curtains inside of the Phantom (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  If he standing next to Young Thugger (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), I train them to kill for the camera (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  You do not act grown when I'm 'round (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), you lil' baby, you need you a Pamper (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I'm one slimy motherfucker (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  , 
  the devil ride my back like camels (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I'm feelin' like Malcolm in the Middle (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), these bitches, they surround me, they can't miss him (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I'm slimy, man, I'll wipe a nigga nose (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  The next time won't be a roll of tissue (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  A young nigga came a long way (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  From standin' on the corner with them pistols (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Hey, I bought her lot of MissMe jeans (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  But I will never ever miss her (Damn)
  I'm chillin' at the studio
  These bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat (Ow)
  I'm on the outskirt, chasin' after green
  Smokin' orange kush, feelin' like a cantaloupe (Ow)
  I fell in love with Hannah Montana
  All of her niggas dance at the cameras
  I fucked her 'cause I slimed out her brother
  Then I pulled off and left the bitch with the 'nana (Chee) [Bridge: Young Thug]
  Oh, then the devil done caught my soul, huh
  Nigga, the devil done caught my soul, huh
  (What you know 'bout that)
  Hey, nigga, devil done caught my soul
  (What you know 'bout that)
  Nigga, the devil done caught my soul (What)
  Soul, soul, soul, done caught my soul (Ow)
  [Verse 2: Young Thug & 
  Drake
  ]
  Ranned up my money
  My diamonds come wet like a fisherman (Ow)
  I catch your lil' bitch
  And I take her to shop up at Wish and shit (Oh-ow)
  I'm ballin', I never foul out, start with the figure eight
  (Oh-oh, oh-ow)
  You pussy, you know you a cat
  I see your whiskers, you might Tigger it (Chee, chee)
  Room at the Intercontinental (What? What? Yeah)
  Room at the Intercontinental (Swag)
  Metro Rollie icey, it ain't December (Brrr, on God)
  I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint (Woo, woo)
  With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle
  (Woo, woo) (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Is it a parade? (Chee, chee, chee) (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Get 'em, nigga! (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Babysitter, drink vanilla  (What) (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  We are realer, hey (Hey! 
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Fuck your mama, fuck your sister (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), fuckin' kill her, hey (Hey! 
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  RO'5 (Woo), caterpillar (Woo), rollin' with em, hey (Hey, 
  yeah, yeah
  )
  Found my rhythm (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Now that's his ass, run and kick him, hey (Hey, 
  yeah, yeah
  )
  Hey (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I say the truth because she's the truth (Hey, 
  yeah, yeah
  )
  Nigga creepin' in that coupe (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Doesn't fit the roof (Woo, woo, skrt, skrt)
  Talkin' shit, make deaf people listen to it, hey
  I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it
  I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it
  I'm bangin' blood, I could never flu it
   (
  Yeah, yeah
  ) [Bridge: Young Thug & 
  Drake
  ]
  I fucked her then washed off my dick
  With the curtains inside of the Phantom
  (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  If he standing next to Young Thugger (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  I train them to kill for the camera
  (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  I'm feelin' like Malcolm in the Middle (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  These bitches, they surround me, they can't miss him
  (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  A young nigga came a long way (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  From standin' on the corner with them pistols
  (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  I’m chillin' at the studio (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  These bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat
  (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  I'm on the outskirt, chasin' after green
  Smokin' orange kush (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Feelin' like a cantaloupe (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Then I pulled off, and left the bitch with the 'nana (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  [Interlude: Young Thug & 
  Drake
  ]
  Metro Boomin want some more  (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore, (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), more (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin want some more (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more (
  Yeah, yeah
  ), nigga
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga [Outro: Young Thug]
  Metro Rollie icy, it ain't December
  I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint
  With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle
  Is it a parade?
  Get 'em, nigga
  Get 'em, nigga
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
  Get 'em, nigga