This is a song about "Command"

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Come get some, you little bum