This is a song about "Command"

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

I see random people all over like a repeat command