This is a song about "Command"

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

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

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them