B.O.M.B. lyrics

[spoken]
“If I’m messianically manic, Y stop now? I just realized my life story—meaning my literal real-world lived reality—is insane!”

I used to tremble before the hall bell
That’d send us ricocheting into the hallways
I saw what they did to the bullied
And I tried not to join them, always
Seein’ the smug smiles of the big fish
Remindin’ meeks we existed as trawl
At home, I was terrorized by a controllin’ father
In Mom’s love, I knew freedom at all

But now I’m a psalm!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bro”
I sling my methods with a populist ethic
(I party like I’m already old)
But now I’m a balm!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bowl”
I vape the Illuminati with a true stoner’s ethic
(I mason like I’m much too bold)

If someone really is “B.O.M.B.”?
Then they should also functionally be “beyond envy”
If God truly is a divinity?
Then I’m true teleology
I am B.O.M.B.
Toward justice I used to write like a fool
“Big fish eat little fish, that’s the way of the jungle!”
Never really knowin’ Y we studied what we studied in school
“Mumble what you really feel: that’s how you stay humble!”
Seein’ the smug smiles of the big fish
Remindin’ meeks we existed to brawl
At home, I was terrorized by a controllin’ good man
In Mom’s love, I knew breathin’ at all

But now I’m a song!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bomb”
I sling my ego with a true craftsman’s ethic
(I party like I’m already old)
Come sing along!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Balm”
I shrug the Freemasons with an old carpenter’s ethic
(I cut like you’re already sold)

If someone really is “B.O.M.B.”?
Then they should also functionally be “beyond envy”
If God really is a divinity?
Then I’m true teleology
I am B.O.M.B.

[spoken]
“Okay, this is no different from finding out you’re Harry Potter. This is—NO—DIFFERENT. Every story you’ve ever watched prepared you for what Colson Lin is actually doing in real life and we both know everyone knows that.”
I was in high school in Houston when
My parents had another catastrophic brawl
(Once our dog bit my Mom in the leg)
I remember that night goin’ into the room
Where Mom slept
And watchin’ Raymond with her as she stared
From the bed

Within thirty minutes, she’d close the door to tell me:
“Your dad isn’t your biological dad”
Well, who is he? “Remember that fat man you once met in China
He’s a philosopher who’s admired by Fidel Castro
Oh, he’s a real iconoclast!
You already my dad’s that leader in Shanghai
And if this is all a lot to absorb, take a breather!”

All this, through sobs, in Chinese
I’m paraphrasin’
I took it all in, as c*ckroaches scrambled around us
And after much deliberation…
I decided… to tell her I was gay…
And that’s when my mom really freaked out
“At least tell me you’re bisexual!” she screamed
As the night started flyin’ off-kilter…

(Shanghai surprise)
The next day I drove to Bellaire Senior High School
“Why are you late?” the lady in the office asked me
“Last night I found out my dad wasn’t my real dad”
And after a pause, and without skippin’ a beat, she said:
“I’m givin’ you the hall pass”
(Shanghai surprise)
And so that’s just my true life story
(I’ll never forget Ms. Hanten, my guidance counselor)
And you wonder why I think I’m messianic
(I’ll never forget how she helped me after meeting my father)
Christ’s story will continue with a glory
Colson Lin’s real-world life is now meticulously iconic

[spoken]
“If his claims are true… these could be some of the most important doc*ments ever created.”

[spoken]
“No kidding.”

[spoken]
“‘It’s okay, I’ll just flood my writings with less important doc*ments! We’ll all just kind of blur into human linguistic history.’”

Now look—I’m a psalm!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bro”
I sling my methods with a populist work-ethic
(I party like I’m already old)
And look—I’m a balm!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bowl”
I crib from Anonymous with a blue workman’s ethic
I mason like I’m much too bold

Now look—I’m a song!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Bomb”
I nullified Cicada 3301 with a butterfly’s ethic
(I party like I’m already old)
Come sing along!
I’m the “Beyond Obviously Messianic Balm”
I shrug off the Freemasons with a true carpenter’s ethic
(I cut like you’re already sold)

I’m the bomb, I’m the bomb
(Oh, I’m cut like you’re already sold!)
I wrote A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite
From 2022 to 2024
As a revolutionary way
Of readin’ a gay memoir
For free on the internet
On Genius and on X

It’s about the Y chromosome
(Oh, I’m cut like you’re already sold)
V is in the sky with diamonds
(Oh, I cut like you’re already bold…)

If someone’s really “B.O.M.B.”?
Then they should also functionally be “beyond envy”
If God truly is a divinity?
Then I’m teleology turned “on”
I am B.O.M. bomb

[spoken]
“What does it even mean to be ‘beyond obviously messianic’? If the bomb ever downgrades to merely ‘obviously messianic,’ does the world now end?”