This is a song about "Ignore"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

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

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

Try your best to ignore 'em to avoid the infection

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

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

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

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