This is a song about "Ignore"

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

I never fit in with them light skins

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

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

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Try your best to ignore 'em to avoid the infection

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

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

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars