This is a song about "Goon mops"

You can pick the next room

A boy taken for a goon

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

To liberate yourselves, africa

Who can flood your thought with all the blood he mops

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

I'm a tiny pants goon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Treated like a goon/ aint letting up nah aint gettin cuffed