Hulks bulk broke through Banner's shirt,
As he converted, ready to assert,
Dominance, frickin' kickin' up dirt,
Steady and ready to hurt,
Any annoying that would turn his way,
Knocking the lights out of anyones day,
Green and sickly, the epitome of dismay,
Sheer power, feared hero, watching enemies decay.

Today he faces off against a man that stands atop a,
Pillar of power with the calm effect of marijuana,
There's no stop to this man, he's no period, he's a comma,
He's the One Punch Man, the unbeatable Saitama,

Slick bare head, no hair, yellow red,
Costume, white cape, one punch, Hulk's dead...
Oh... that was fast...

You are not summoning some young ****,
It’s Saitama or Cthulhu in a **** poor mood cuz
the peasant keep ******* up his voodoo.
But you knew that, didn’t you?
Yeah, I bet. In fact, let me check.
Yes, there’s that obvious lack of respect.
I’d recognize your cowardice object anywhere.
I acknowledge it and deflect. What’s next?
No thanks. Sounds like you need to detox anyway.