This is a song about "Command"

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

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

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

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post