This is a song about "Consider"

U said ma family is a bunch of peasants yet u consider me one of the legends.

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

To me cuz we consider ourselves related,

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

I hope u consider this rap a roast

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

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

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Or down, whatever consider this a wake up call

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

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