This is a song about "Mars"

My outfits come from mars

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

From stars maybe even mars

When bret hart meet brett farve

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

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

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Sb nike's, with the grey box

A chart scores as high stars and mars

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

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

Another love song about shit

Bruno mars my favorite planet