This is a song about "Command"

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

I see random people all over like a repeat command

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

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post