This is a song about "Get ignore"

No you can't ignore me, and it's only gonna get worse

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Insane to ignore the risk, but its survival of the fittest

It’s kind of hard to ignore the things that you say

I want to feel her in every way

Or know them testament verses

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Seeping thc from the pores, i ignore, the rules the chores

Ignore me because i am a broken child

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

I won't ignore the horror that i know, but,

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup