This is a song about "Goons"

We are a bung of goons,

And still got my nike boots

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Roll with a tool so you know that i wreck goons,

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

But that aint me , got goons on the block death row they seek

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Bring your whole goons of dudes