This is a song about "Ignore"

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

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

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I won't ignore the horror that i know, but,

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

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

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

He ignore the judgmental

Never wrong at any level

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city