This is a song about "Command"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

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

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you