This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

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

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Miami nights, ain't another one

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you