Cal the Rapper - Board

I don't know man I'm just bored out of my mind
I just wanna hear some beats Wanna sit back and recline
Do a whole lot of nothin and act like everything's fine
Lie in bed a little longer Cause fuck it I got the time
I'm a board cause I got wood
Now I'm stiff Need some tush
Cause my stick needs a push
In a slit, not a bush
Grow so big just like it should
It ain't too thick but it'll feel good
I put it in and she goes uh
Don't forget I don't use kush
I'm writin this cause I'm out of it
And I'm bored as shit Call me Plywood Jim
Or Woody Slim maybe Johnson Twig
It don't matter bitch you can call me Tim Ber cause I'm Fir And sir I am sure that I heard a chainsaw on my turf
Well I'm sorry I won't let you do that
I'll just kill myself Watch me rot and crash
Or maybe someone will come by with a match
And light this up like the dank from your stash
They callin me Twig because I'm skinny
I don't need a wig cause I'm pretty
My little stick needs some titty
So that I can spit from my jimmy
All over her and avoid kiddies
Oo oo oo So sticky
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
This is what happens when I get bored, I do stupid shit
I'm not one you wanna ignore I'm a stupid kid
This whole planet I wanna explore with my stupid wit
But everytime I try to get a score I get a stupid skid
I can do so much like hunt and cuss I just erupt
I can hump and dump the junk on butt and all over her trunk
I'm a clusterfuck with luck that just had bust open for us
I will trust the truck that don't get stuck in muck with such a touch
Let's start a riot! In three days with a lot of grace
Try to keep the pace in this fucked up race called life, but incase you don't know imma say
Sometimes you'll get hit hard right in the face
Ope, there I go with the inspiration shit
I just can't help it Guess it's part of my spirit
I need it as much as you that's why I say it
Need 4 more bars but I can't think
My former smarts have gone extinct
I swore your car knows how to blink
But your poor heart is not in sync
Look at all this hate I generate Lookin for my date I'm never late
She just wanna mate, inseminate
I might need a cane she give better brain
You will know my name cause I dedicate
All of my free days tryna resonate
I ain't got no pain cause I levitate
Over all this strain Now I decimate
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Yo I've written a lot I don't know what else to say
I wanna stiffen my cock and hopefully I'll get laid
And this mission I got is more important than fame
From the mitten I pop And have you all say my name
Cal Cal Cal Cal Cal Cal Cal Cal
That is me a catastrophe with a damaged knee and a band of thieves
Can't handle me cause I battle de mons after me I'm a bat with wings
Meanin I ain't gotta listen to your bullshit anymore
I'll fly away like a bag in a storm
Layin in my bed I don't know what to write
I'm just horny as heck wish I had a girl tonight
Who might wanna give me head like an ache from a fight
I no longer care if what I'm sayin isn't right
Cause I don't wanna be the guy who fakes everything
So I'll tell you what I think Authenticity I bring
I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm bored
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored
Man I'm so fuckin bored

Written by:
Caleb Carpenter

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