This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

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

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

See, i'm second to no one

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And i drop top off in a hot cold