This is a song about "Ignore"

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

Then some lady named billie holiday

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

The what if's? the why did's? just ignore 'em

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

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Ignore me, knowing i can't get enough

Here i go again, falling in love

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

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

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

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