This is a song about "Orlando bloom"

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Where there no light for the flower to bloom,

No groom husband, no bloom

Self made coming soon

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

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

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

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

Look this whole time, we was comin from separate towns to hold down