This is a song about "Command"

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Girls fast how jamaicans run

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I see random people all over like a repeat command

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

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue