This is a song about "Consider"

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

They say nothings ever free

Might consider it a freebie

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Or down, whatever consider this a wake up call

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

And my weed man should just sell flutes

I only consider few my true dudes

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

To me cuz we consider ourselves related,