This is a song about "Ignore"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

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

Not relying on the light no more

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

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

Then some lady named billie holiday

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think