This is a song about "Mars"

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

From stars maybe even mars

A chart scores as high stars and mars

When bret hart meet brett farve

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

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

Moving to mars, i am, cause i already dominated earth/

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

I’m first class on my trip trip

Bruno mars my favorite planet

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars