This is a song about "Ignore"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

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

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

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

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Ignore me, knowing i can't get enough

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

No you can't ignore me, and it's only gonna get worse

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters