This is a song about "Goon mops"

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

Our history that they stole, africa

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

A boy taken for a goon

You can pick the next room

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Who can flood your thought with all the blood he mops