Letra de I'm Bo Yo

[Verse 1: Bo Burnham]
Now I don't know if all boy scouts are gays
But they could probably "tie the knot" in like fifty different ways
I got a safe full o' cherries, cause I pop it and lock it
A girl's like a fridge, once a week you should stock it
And girl, if your into rimmin' it's only safe if your swimming
And girl don't sit on the couch cause I treat my objects like women
I spit fire like I just blew a demon
My shit's so hot I'll leave the toilet bowl steamin'
Girl I'm gonna tear it, like the cards of the gypsies
You'll bleed for so long you'll get monthly ellipses
If the pants are loose, I'll replete ya
You're a first time vegan and it's nice to meet ya

[Hook]
I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rapper ever
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think you're better you're not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your g-spot
Whoa oh, yeah
Hey...what the fuck's a g-spot?

[Verse 2: Bo Burnham]
Go to a vagina orchard, count 1, 2, 3
Spin that plant around you got a third world country
That's right, consider yourself warned
I'm offensive and creative like handicapped porn
You're playing with your breasts, excuse me, can I try it ma'am?
You're pushin' em together like a titty Venn Diagram
Look at that crack! 'scuse me can I buy a gram?
Right below your diaphragm, ass looks like you're hidin' ham
First base, we're making out
Second base, I'm getting faked out
Third base, I'm getting take out
And I'd try to take it home if I knew I'd take it out
But I just don't, know I said I just don't care
My flow's so cold I need a tampon from a polar bear
And you can smell and spell my stink
B.O. lingers and it makes you think

[Hook]
I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rapper ever
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think you're better you're not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
And I've only got one shot

[Verse 3: Bo Burnham]
Girls are like donuts when I be bustin' Bo nuts
I can make 'em cream-filled or give them a layer of glaze
I'm like Doug's friend Skeeter whenever I meet her
Cause I skeet her so hard you could call her Patty Mayonnaise
My girl is epileptic cause she's the one I'm jerkin' with
Come on you Asian child laborer show me what you're workin' with... (ooh, large machinery?)

Cause there's an inverse relationship between respect and sects
I'm talking 'bout religious sects like a Mormon sect
That says you can't have sex with members of different sects
But you can't have sex with members of the same sex
So if the sects can't be different, the sex can't be same
Then the only sex left is some left hand shame
And girl I left you cause you left the game
And if that don't feel right then you can write my name

[Hook]
I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rapper ever
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think you're better you're not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G, shawty, that can really find your G spot
What the hell's a G spot?

[Verse 4: Bo Burnham]
Look pass the skin and look to the lyrics
I run miracle circles around you like spherical lyrics
This isn't about ironic pigment
If youre imagining this then I'm a chronic figment
My junk's so long that it hangs and swings
So at the nude beach people think I'm lookin for lost rings
Play the skin flute while your big boy sings
If you want to take it all wear African neck rings

(Get it, because they make your neck longer? Fuck it.)

Haters call me gay, but that ain't hatin'
Cause I'm not homophobic, my morals are straight, and
If I'm in the closet then you are below me
Takin the b-a-t out of basement, homie, yeah

[Hook]
I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rapper ever
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think you're better you're not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G, that can really find your G spot
Yeah, yeah, oh I'm a real G, that can really find your G spot
Oh