This is a song about "Mars bars"

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

But i got so many bars

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

A chart scores as high stars and mars

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And niggas flashing crazy

I'm igniting my bars lately

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

And i'm still hurtin over pops

My outfits come from mars