This is a song about "Command"

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

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

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

See, i'm second to no one

I see random people all over like a repeat command

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you