This is a song about "Absolute madman"

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

I'm the hulk, fag! quit living in virtual reality madman!

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

U wanted to eat me absolute raw

A legend have to bow, africa

It depends, what is good and evil, in the eyes of a madman?

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

A madman who's not phased by the strength of krypton.