This is a song about "Mars bars"

These bars but there all og

I’m the king of rock

When bret hart meet brett farve

And your readin my bars

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

But i got so many bars

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

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

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

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