This is a song about "Hulk"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.

Cause if you don't i will break you like the hulk did to a god.

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

And big money like hulk

If you ever feel alone and

Letters of ghosts written to better invoke redder than hulk ready in bulk

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

People call him the rap incredible hulk

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!