This is a song about "Ignore"

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

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

Now a person people want to ignore

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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

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

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

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

Lady at the frank stand will

He ignore the judgmental