conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Con-Fid-Ence with the following description: Asher raps one long verse over the 2004 Kanye West-produced Cam'ron song “Down and Out.” In the verse, Asher addresses haters then speaks on his goal of being a successful emcee.
  The title is simply “Confidence” typed out as it is pronounced by syllables. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Ash Roth
  Baby, baby, ooh, yeah
  [Verse]
  There's a long road ahead of me, you'll never get a better seat
  Than right there on your sofa listening to my second CD
  Since 
  Asleep
   I've been constantly wrestling me
  I had to face reality and actually question defeat
  See, I think it's all because I'm light-skinned
  But the ones hating on me is these motherfucking white kids
  I mean jeez, you should see all of the disses
  All the "Suck a dick, I'll kill you fucking bitch"
  I'm like what the hell is this shit?
  I thought it was rappin' for the kids
  Not rappin' for you bitch, you simply don't exist
  Won't pay attention to the henchman who was sent in to prevent me from possessing everything I ever wanted
  No, I am not a product knock off, back stock last option
  I'm a full thought process, defined hypothesis
  A why not, who, how, what if
  I'm always thinking how it's all about confidence
  Cause if you're thinking negative then by god it is
  What you thinking 'bout it turns it in to how you live
  But I wanna be rich, six kids in a sick crib
  Pushing a whip, that Waltrip, would give a sixth rib for
  And no shit this is what these bitches strip for
  With real tits, this is what they suck dick for
  And no lie, it costs to be alive
  And I'm lucky cause I feel I got an extra set of eyes on me
  Watching, making sure it's done properly
  And making sure I earn that waterfront property
  'Cause nothing's handed to you, you've gotta demand it, dude
  Not only must you know it, but you've gotta understand it too
  A young man, just started standing on my two
  Started planting a garden, planning for the future
  With that, who needs a feature?
  I got sixteens that will leave them in a wheelchair
  I've been real way before my first pube hair
  Or way before I first played truth-or-dare
  And I chose truth, those who hoax I will expose you
  There's no room for ballooned egos and vocals
  Pro tools doesn't really mean you flow, fool
  And I'm a pro, this is flowing through my nostrils [Outro]
  Seared Foie Gras with Quince and Cranberry