This is a song about "Ben mars"

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin

Watching for hollow-tip shots

A chart scores as high stars and mars

My outfits come from mars

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Bruno mars my favorite planet

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking ben ten

Y’all only in it for the cars

From stars maybe even mars

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve