This is a song about "My goons"

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

My god is my saviour he is my protector,

These my rhymes and my story

I reel them in, goadomes on see

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

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

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim