This is a song about "Mon"

"holy shit wow look at them gigantic racks my mon!"

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.