This is a song about "Command"

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

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I see random people all over like a repeat command

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

This thing that you could imagine