This is a song about "Consider"

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

I hope u consider this rap a roast

I only consider few my true dudes

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

While u consider me a fable, fable

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

You could consider me a walking cremation

Comin' for the pharoah's kids, retaliation

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Don't weep, kickback and consider it a treat.

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Is my life,you consider it my call