This is a song about "Ignore"

As i light one for ill will

He ignore the judgmental

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

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

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

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

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Right now i'm busy, can i ignore you some other time?

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Now a person people want to ignore

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore