This is a song about "Drinking goon"

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

Used to call me the african don dada

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Like drinking the evidence.

Kick back and know yo son set

Drinking straight from the keg

Damn she even started drinking

And this will be the song that we sing

And then along came the wrong man for her

Blaze drinking henny by the liter

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy