This is a song about "Command"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

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/

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

I see random people all over like a repeat command

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you