B.o.B - Out Of My Mind

[Chorus: B.o.B - x3]
I'm, I'm, I'm
Out of my, out of my mind,
Out of my fuckin' mind!

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I'm out of my fuckin' mind, gee, gee, golly, oh my!
I was doin' fine, once upon a time,
Then my brain left and it didn't say bye.
Don't look at me wrong, I'm out of my mind,
Like Nostradamus and da Vinci combined.
So paranoid of espionage,
I'm watchin' my doors and checkin' my blinds.
My brain is on vacation, they tellin' me,
And I'm bi-polar to the severity,
And I need medication, apparently,
And some electroconvulsive therapy.
I am a rebel, but, yes, I'm so militant,
Still I'm illegible for disabilities.
I am psychotic but there is no remedy,
This is not figurative, this is literally.
If these niggas go dumb, I go to the mental facility,
See, man, I'm so out there, I slap fives with ET.
I don't need a feature,
They don't want me to eat à la carte when I'm on this beat,
If you feel the same as me, then you got to agree,
I'm out of my mind.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
What's your name? B.o.B?
So they callin' you Bob?
Stop playin', nigga, you know that I'm known for the bob.
Couple hit songs, got you thinkin' you a heartthrob?
Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob'.
You don't need a feature?
Nigga, I'm the feature.
You gon' be the priest, and I'ma be the preacher,
You can be the He-Man, I'ma be the She-Ra,
You can be the Grim, I'ma be the Reaper.
Now can we pretend them airplanes in the night skies are like shootin' stars?
Well, you gon' really need a wish right now
When my goons come through and start shootin' stars.
You know, I'm all about shoes and cars,
I'm kinda drunk off booze, Bacardi.
I told Baby when I get my new advance
I'ma blow that mothafucka on a blue Bugatti.
You know, I graduated summa cum laude,
That's why they thinkin' I'm Illuminati,
And matter of fact, let's kiss and make up,
I'll help you escape on my blue Ducati.
Hallelujah!

[Chorus]

[Interlude: B.o.B]
I'm out of it,
I can't seem to come out of it,
What's goin' on inside of my head?
It feels like I'm bein' John Malkovich.
Ladies and gentlemen, please tone it down a bit, there is an announcement,
I like to announce...
Wait, how am I suppose to pronounce this shit?

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
I don't need a sub, I don't need a speaker
‘Cause a nigga bring the noise like an onomatopoeia,
Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas,
Na, na, na, na, boo, boo, wouldn't want to be ya.
Never turnin' back, how, you think, I got here?
And I'm never slowin' down, fuck, was that a deer?
If you got a problem, step to the office
Matter of fact, never mind, talk to the kiosk, biatch.
You have no idea
That's why they call me B dot.
Been a maniac ever since I was knee-high,
Man, I swear to God, Imma need help,
Someone call Charter; maybe call FEMA
‘Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many stacks on my Visa.

[Chorus]

[B.o.B:]
Wait, if I'm here and you're there,
And I'm here and you're there...
[Nicki Minaj:]
If I'm there and you're here...
[B.o.B:]
And I'm here and you're there...
[Nicki Minaj:]
If I'm there and you're here...
[B.o.B:]
And if I'm here and you're there...
[Nicki Minaj:]
If I'm there and you're here...
[B.o.B:]
And if I'm here and you're there...
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yeah, you're right there, and here,
Um, yeah, yeah.
[B.o.B:]
We're outta here.
[Nicki Minaj:]
Nicki, B.o.B, ho.
[B.o.B:]
Shh, they might be listenin'...