This is a song about "Command"

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

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

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I see random people all over like a repeat command

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