This is a song about "Command"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

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

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

I see random people all over like a repeat command

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Watch each others backs and guard your command post