This is a song about "Ignore"

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

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

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

He ignore the judgmental

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

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

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

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

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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