This is a song about "Ignore"

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

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

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

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

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

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

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

On they car note to go to the club

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

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

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

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money