This is a song about "Consider"

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

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

If you never knew emotion consider this your christening

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You could consider me a walking cremation

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

On they twitter writing novels, see

Might consider it a freebie

I hope u consider this rap a roast

And my regime includes east coast

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future