This is a song about "Water on mars"

A chart scores as high stars and mars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Then i flush it with water

Huh, i can't interpret her

Or something that you paid for

As i walk on water

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Earth, water, wind and fire, go on and lay down you fucking liar

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

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

From stars maybe even mars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Watching for hollow-tip shots

My outfits come from mars