This is a song about "Ignore"

As i light one for ill will

He ignore the judgmental

And i ignore, sometimes listen

They'll have to rename this one

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Fuck the cops bitch, if they come up i'll then ignore cars,

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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

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