This is a song about "Consider"

I hope u consider this rap a roast

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You could consider me a walking cremation

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Fuck ya all if you hate me,i'm leaving this world,don't consider me,

Everyday i miss her, and one day i might consider,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

If u don't understand consider yourself the fool

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I don't consider most of yall rappers, just another literary hack

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

How come i can't escape from a girl i consider a bitch?