This is a song about "Ignore"

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

The what if's? the why did's? just ignore 'em

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

It's a beautiful bliss