This is a song about "Command"

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

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Hard to move on when you always regret one

I see random people all over like a repeat command

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through