AI art

Promptin’ in Compton

AI Rap

Michael Filimowicz, PhD
AI Rap
Published in
2 min readMar 16, 2024

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(Verse 1)
Yo, I’m cruisin’ down the streets of Compton, scene’s gritty,
Gang bangers on corners, life ain’t pretty,
Poverty’s the canvas, violence paints the city,
Drive-bys echo, man, the outlook’s shitty.

In the midst of chaos, dreams brew in the mind,
A rapper with ambition, a diamond in the grind,
Seeking an escape, a different life to find,
Turns to AI, leaving old ways behind.

(Chorus)
We’re Promptin’ in Compton, beats and bytes collide,
Spittin’ bars through algorithms, tech on our side,
From the streets to the studio, we take the ride,
AI’s the producer, in code we confide.

(Verse 2)
Gangsta rap’s the language, narrating the street,
But we’re flipping the script, with a tech-savvy beat,
No more glorifying violence, no more deceit,
Using AI prompts, we’re making ends meet.

In a city where survival’s a feat, so rare,
He’s crafting his lyrics with a digital flair,
From the heart of Compton to the global air,
Sending out his message, a breath of fresh air.

(Chorus)
We’re Promptin’ in Compton, where dreams and tech merge,
Turning the hood’s tales into a rhymin’ surge,
From the block to the world, as our verses emerge,
AI’s the wingman, as we conquer the urge.

(Bridge)
In a world where your fate’s often sealed by your birth,
He’s hacking the system, proving his worth,
With AI as his ally, showcasing his mirth,
From Compton’s harsh streets, he’s staging a rebirth.

(Verse 3)
So here’s to the rapper, who changed the game,
Used AI to rise up, establish his name,
In a place where life’s hard, and prospects are tame,
He’s writing his destiny, igniting his flame.

(Outro)
So when you hear about Compton, don’t just think of the strife,
Think of the rapper who used AI to change his life,
‘Promptin’ in Compton,’ where tech and rap strive,
Showing the world that from the ashes, you can revive.

(Chorus)
We’re Promptin’ in Compton, a new chapter begins,
With AI and rap, we’re setting new trends,
From the streets of struggle, to the world we extend,
In Compton, we’re promptin’, where grit and tech blend.

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