This is a song about "Command"

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

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

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing