This is a song about "Ignore"

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

And i ignore, sometimes listen

I pop one, you pop one

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

The lovely teedra moses

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup