This is a song about "Command"

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

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

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

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

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post