I'm, I'm, I'm
Out of my, out of my mind,
Out of my [bad word] #39; mind!

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I'm out of my [bad word] #39; 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 [bad word] 
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,(1)
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.

 [bad word] 

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
What's your name? B.o.B?
So they callin' you Bob?
Stop playin', [bad word]  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 [bad word] wanna sob'.
You don't need a feature?
 [bad word]  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 [bad word] through and start shootin' stars.
You know, I'm all about shoes and cars,
I'm kinda [bad word] off booze, Bacardi
I'ma blow that [bad word] on a blue Bugatti.
You know, I graduated summa [bad word] laude,