This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most