This is a song about "Ignore"

Cold world no blanket son

And i ignore, sometimes listen

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I decided to ignore her but somethin' in her was attractin' me.

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

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

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

Ignore me, knowing i can't get enough

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Cause laylow's here and i'm telling you to just ignore