This is a song about "Command"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

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

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And i drop top off in a hot cold