This is a song about "Ignore"

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

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

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

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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