This is a song about "Ignore"

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

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

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

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

Now a person people want to ignore

That fire flow the finest women i adore

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

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

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

He ignore the judgmental

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special