This is a song about "Orlando bloom"

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

No groom husband, no bloom

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom 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

And her smile lit up the room

Where there no light for the flower to bloom,

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

I haven't ate in the last 22 summers and i'm 22 now it's about to go down

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

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