This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through