This is a song about "Ignore"

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

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

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

Then the world ain't no trick no more

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

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

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

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I just light up and focus

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

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

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

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

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store