This is a song about "Ignore"

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Even if i did you'd prolly get bored and ignore me.

Niggas shoot over bitches

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

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

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly