This is a song about "Command"

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

You know that love is a very serious thing

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing