This is a song about "Ignore"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

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

It's late and you stuck in my basement

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

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

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

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that