O, fuckboi
I marvel at your majesty
The way you sit upon my couch
Eating my chips
Using my internet
You are a wonder among men

O, fuckboi
I stand in awe of your ways
Your propensity to drive the gas
Out of yo mama’s car
How you leave it empty
You follow through like none other

O, fuckboi
Your basicness be amazing
How you don’t delete your texts to your ex
How your password be predictable
You ever the same, yesterday, today, and tomorrow

O, fuckboi
You be a miracle worker
The way you manage to not have a house or car
But yet can afford studio time and weed

O, fuckboi
How did I live without you?
Why didn’t I know I needed someone
To drink all of my Hennesy?

O, fuckboi
Have you not anyone to hold you accountable?
Forgive me, I forgot you all be cut from the same cloth
Whether it be Gucci or dashiki

O, fuckboi
I hold steadfast that you will change
That you allow yourself to be free and tap into your power
But in the meantime
I’m singing protection spells to the tune of
“call Tyrone” and “no scrubs”

O, fuckboi
I have seen the fruit of your labor
How you make a house out of women
And don't even bother to take your shoes off at the door

O, fuckboi
Your unhealed trauma is an uninvited guest
That sucks all the joy out of a room
Ignoring those wounds will not make them go away any faster

O, fuckboi
I have seen you cower at love and the bravery it requires
How you pile the armor on and dare to call yourself fearless

O, fuckboi
Don’t you know karma by name?
Don’t you know the cycle of toxic masculinity as a remedy for pain
Can only stop when you make it?

O, fuckboi
My screenshot game strong
So consider this my farewell
Stay out of my dms
You can ease on down the road
Into the land of far far away