This is a song about "Ignore"

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

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

Ignore me because i am a broken child

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Cause laylow's here and i'm telling you to just ignore

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

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

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche