This is a song about "Ignore"

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I decided to ignore her but somethin' in her was attractin' me.

Now a person people want to ignore

And you ain't gotta go to war

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Fuck the cops bitch, if they come up i'll then ignore cars,

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

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way