This is a song about "Command"

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post