This is a song about "Command"

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I see random people all over like a repeat command

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

When they here today what you say to them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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