This is a song about "Command"

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

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

Two reflections into one

Command the bars like i'm the captain/