This is a song about "Command"

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Think its bout time to get my lungs scanned, so i plan in getting in a high command

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Command the bars like i'm the captain/