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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Top ranked, number one my son

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

I see random people all over like a repeat command

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

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