This is a song about "Command"

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

I see random people all over like a repeat command

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

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

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you