This is a song about "The hulk"

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

You ever paid attention in there? me either

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Huh, a metaphor of course

Got the passion for the music

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga