This is a song about "Ben mars"

But ben i don't don't think you realize what's at stake

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Im dead, they're searching for any sing of life like im mars

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I looked up to the stars past mars and thought what an atrocity..

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

In the back of the crown v, its me, ben, and speedy

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Verse 1: bruno mars still gayer than his juke box.

My outfits come from mars

You pull up in parking lots