This is a song about "Consider"

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

That’s why i consider this golden, what i’m spilling right now,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

You could consider me a walking cremation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

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

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

Consider me emancipated no more hesitation i'm bout make these facts stated,

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

And this ain't the last message, so consider this incomplete 'n,

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven