This is a song about "Command"

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

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

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

I see random people all over like a repeat command

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/