This is a song about "Command"

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

I don't care what it did to them

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Think its bout time to get my lungs scanned, so i plan in getting in a high command