This is a song about "Mars nasa"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

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

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

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

Y’all only in it for the cars

From stars maybe even mars