This is a song about "Had considered"

I believed in us pretending we never had

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

When love comes callin', don’t look back

That we ain't never had

Living lives i wish i had

Now you got me hopped up on that

A pussy ass like u rappin should be considered a crime

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

And i'm still considered a child

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Every time you rhyme shit so bad its considered a fucking crime,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Accusing us of everything that's considered sinful

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants