On My Mind
Southwest F.O.B. Lyrics

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm
I am repeatedly emphasizing my mental state.

I'm out of my, out of my mind
I am no longer sane.

Out of my fucking mind
My mental state has deteriorated significantly, to the point of vulgarity.

I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind
I am once again emphasizing my mental state.

I'm out of my-my-my
My mental state is unstable, which is reflected through the stuttering repetition of 'my.'

Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi'
I am particularly unstable, which is furthered by the stuttering repetition of 'mi.'

I'm out of my fucking mind
My mental health has significantly declined.

Out of my fucking mind, mind
I am not only out of my mind, but my mental instability has reached the level of repetition.

I'm out of my fucking mind, gee, gee, golly, oh my
My mental state has deteriorated so much that it is expressed through multiple expressions of surprise and exclamation.

I was doing fine, once upon a time
I was previously mentally stable.

Then my brain left and it didn't say bye
My mental state suddenly and without warning declined significantly.

Don't look at me wrong, I'm out of my mind
My mental state is no longer stable and others may react negatively to it.

Like Nostradamus and da Vinci combined
My mental prowess combines the skills of two highly regarded historic figures.

So paranoid of espionage
My mental state is plagued by a fear of being spied on.

I'm watching my doors and checking my blinds
I am taking paranoid precautions to ensure that I am not being spied on.

My brain is on vacation, they telling me
Others are suggesting that my mental state is abnormal and potentially problematic.

And I'm bi-polar to the severity
My mental illness is bipolar and particularly severe.

And I need medication, apparently
Others have suggested that medication would be beneficial for my mental health.

And some Electroconvulsive therapy
I may require electroconvulsive therapy to improve my mental state.

I am a rebel, but yes, I'm so militant
My mental state has opposing qualities, being both rebellious and militant.

Still I'm illegible for disabilities
Despite my mental instability, I do not qualify for disability status.

I am psychotic but there is no remedy
My mental state is indicative of psychosis, but there is no cure.

This is not figurative, this is literally
My mental instability is not a metaphor, but a reality.

If these niggas go dumb, I go to the mental facility
If others act ignorantly, I may need to seek treatment at a mental institution.

See, man I'm so out there, I slap fives with ET
My mental state is so far from normalcy that I engage in absurd actions, such as high-fiving a fictional extraterrestrial creature.

I don't need a feature
I do not require another artist to feature in my music.

They don't want me to eat A La Carte when I'm on this beat
Others may be advising me on how to approach music production and promotion.

If you feel the same as me, then you got to agree
If others share my mental state, they may acknowledge the accuracies of my statements.

Out of my mind
My mental instability is a central theme of this song.

Out of my, out of my mind
My mental state is reiterated once again.

What's your name? B.o.B?
The song abruptly turns into a conversation between two artists.

So, they calling you Bob?
One artist is questioning the other artist's nickname.

Stop playing, nigga, you know that I'm known for the 'Bob
The other artist confirms his nickname and suggests that he is more 'known' than the first artist.

Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob
The first artist's ego is inflated by his success in producing hit singles.

Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob
The first artist is sexually satisfied to the point of becoming emotional.

You don't need a feature?
The first artist may be offering his services as a featured artist.

Nigga, I'm the feature
The second artist asserts himself as the more dominant artist.

You gon' be the priest, and I'mma be the preacher
The second artist suggests that they should collaborate, with one being a moralistic figure and the other enforcing that moral system.

You can be the He-Man, I'mma be the She-Ra
The artists' collaboration extends to the realm of 80s cartoon characters, with each artist being their corresponding gender's counterpart.

You can be the Grim, I'mma be the Reaper
The artists extend their collaboration themes to the personification of death.

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
The first artist makes a lighthearted suggestion to the second artist, but uses violent imagery to assert his power.

You know, I'm all about shoes and cars
The first artist values materialistic possessions.

I'm kinda drunk off booze, Bacardi
The first artist is intoxicated, possibly explaining his vocal shifts in tone throughout the song.

I told Baby when I get my new advance I'mma blow that motherfucker on a blue Bugatti
The first artist is signaling to others that he will spend his money on expensive cars.

You know, I graduated summa cum laude
The first artist is suggesting his intelligence and academic achievements.

That's why they thinking I'm Illuminati
Others have speculated that the first artist's intelligence and success are part of Illuminati conspiracies.

And matter fact, let's kiss and make-up
The second artist decides to reconcile with the first artist.

I'll help you escape on my blue Ducati
The second artist is offering to escape with the first artist on his motorcycle.

Hallelujah!
The second artist exclaims in joy.

I'm out of it
The song returns focus to the first artist's declining mental state.

I can't seem to come out of it
The first artist is unable to reverse his deteriorating mental health.

What's going on inside of my head?
The first artist is uncertain of his mental state.

It feels like I'm being John Malkovich
The first artist perceives himself as an outsider, or being manipulated by outside forces.

Ladies and gentlemen, please tone it down a bit
The first artist is addressing his audience and requesting restraint.

There's an announcement, I like to announce
The first artist is announcing a new development.

Wait, how am I suppose to pronounce this shit?
The first artist is self-conscious about the pronunciation of his announcement.

I don't need a sub, I don't a speaker
The first artist does not require unnecessary technical assistance.

'Cause a nigga bring the noise like an onomatopoeia
The first artist is proud of his ability to produce sounds on par with onomatopoeia.

Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas
The first artist is so far ahead of his competitors that all they can see are his Adidas shoes.

Na na na na boo boo, wouldn't want to be ya
The first artist is expressing childish taunting to his lesser peers.

Never turning back, how you think I got here?
The first artist achieved success by never giving up.

And I'm never slowing down, fuck was that a deer?
The first artist intends to continue working and progressing, but is momentarily distracted by a deer.

If you got a problem, step to the office
The first artist suggests that disputes should be resolved professionally.

Matter fact, never mind, talk to the kiosk, bi-atch
The first artist changes his mind and suggests an even less professional method of communication.

You have no idea
The first artist has experienced things that others would not believe.

That's why they call me B dot, been a maniac ever since I was knee-high
The first artist is referencing his nickname and suggesting that he has been insane for quite some time.

Man, I swear to God, I'mma need help
The first artist is confessing that he requires assistance.

Someone call Charter, maybe call FEMA
The first artist is providing suggestions for people or organizations who could offer assistance.

'Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many stamps on my VISA
The first artist is suggesting that his numerous credit card purchases are indicative of his declining mental state.

Wait, if I'm here and you're there?
The song ends with the first artist asking the second artist a nonsensical question.

And I'm here and you're there? (If I'm there and you're here?)
The first artist is further musing on the confusion of their question.