This is a song about "We gon to mars"

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

We gon kill this shit, and leave exactly the same

We hope in the shower, best believe that bitch gon scrub me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

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

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Because you outta this world, you must be from mars

My outfits come from mars

Watching for hollow-tip shots

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Bruno mars my favorite planet

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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