This is a song about "Orlando bloom"

No groom husband, no bloom

I need a little room

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Where there no light for the flower to bloom,

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Spitting dope verbs,adjetive,and nouns come on man orlando is my hometown