This is a song about "Ignore"

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

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

 but i ignore that and get up and live on,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Another day as i step out the door

Now a person people want to ignore

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

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

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them