This is a song about "Command"

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you