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

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post