This is a song about "Command"

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

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing