This is a song about "Alien from mars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

From stars maybe even mars

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

You're just coming down from

See, wages is minimum

Inhalation my face is numb from

And it rules everything around them

So alien ima be, cause i ain't controlled by salary

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

My mentality is alien and alpha centauri,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Bruno mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. listen.

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women