This is a song about "Command"

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

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