This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

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

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing