This is a song about "Romance"

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Ya i'll believe that when biggie and tupac had a romance/

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

We're two different types of romance,

I was so nervous when i talked to her cause she was such a romance chick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.