This is a song about "Command"

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand