Released: April 29, 2012

Featuring: Nicki Minaj

Songwriter: Alex da Kid One Love Kinetics Billboard (Producer) Sean Garrett Gottwald Playboy Tre Stephen Joshua Hill DJ Frank E Nicki Minaj B.o.B

Producer: Billboard (Producer) Dr. Luke

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm out of my-my-my
Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi'
I'm out of my fucking mind
Out of my fucking mind, mind

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I'm out of my fucking mind, gee, gee, golly, oh my
I was doing 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 watching my doors and checking my blinds
My brain is on vacation, they telling 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: B.o.B]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm out of my-my-my
Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi'
I'm out of my fucking mind
Out of my fucking mind, mind

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
What's your name? B.o.B?
So, they calling you Bob?
Stop playing, nigga, you know that I'm known for the 'Bob
Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob
Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob (Hmm, hmm)
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
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies
Are like shooting stars?
Well, you gon' really need a wish right now
When my goons come through and start shooting 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 motherfucker on a blue Bugatti
You know, I graduated summa cum laude
That's why they thinking I'm Illuminati
And matter fact, let's kiss and make-up
I'll help you escape on my blue Ducatti
Hallelujah!

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm out of my-my-my
Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi'
I'm out of my fucking mind
Out of my fucking mind, mind

[Interlude: B.o.B]
I'm out of it
I can't seem to come out of it
What's going on inside of my head?
It feels like I'm being John Malkovich
Ladies and gentlemen, please tone it down a bit
There is an announcement, I like to announce (It...)
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 turning back, how you think I got here?
And I'm never slowing down, fuck was that a deer?
If you got a problem, step to the office
Matter fact, never mind, talk to the Kiosk, bi-atch
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, I'ma need help
Someone call Charter; maybe call FEMA
'Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many stamps on my VISA, vis-à-vis

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind
Out of my fucking mind
I'm out of my-my-my
Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi'
I'm out of my fucking mind
Out of my fucking mind, mind

[Outro: B.o.B]
Wait, if I'm here and you're there?
And I'm here and you're there? [repeats]
(If I'm there and you're here?)
And I'm here and you're there?
(If I'm there and you're here?)
And if I'm here and you're there?
(If I'm there and you're here?)
And if I'm here and you're there?

[Outro: Nicki Minaj (whispering)]
Yeah, you're right there, and here
Um, yeah, yeah (We're outta here)
Nicki, B.o.B, ho
(Shh... they might be listening)

B.o.B

Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr. has released over 21 bodies of work, that along with countless features, chart-toppers, and production-credits highlights just how hardworking this southeastern artist truly is.

His musical output began in 2007, releasing 3 projects that year, as well as the following year. Then, in 2009, B.o.B released B.o.B Vs. Bobby Ray, and was made an XXL Freshman, however he’d not even started to see success. That is, until the Bruno Mars assisted #1 single “Nothin' On You” was released – one of the many successful singles from his debut album B.o.B Presents The Adventures of Bobby Ray, which peaked at #1 on the Billboard Charts. The album also received favourable reviews and 5 Grammy nominations (one for “Airplanes, Pt 2 (feat. Eminem & Hayley Williams)” – Best Pop Collaboration with Vocals).

After this amount of success many would take a well-earned hiatus, but not B.o.B. Before 2010’s end he released his beloved mixtape No Genre. Less than a year later he released another well received mixtape, E.P.I.C. (Every Play is Crucial), which was composed of songs of the excess songs he couldn’t fit on his sophomore album, Strange Clouds.