This is a song about "Command"

I see random people all over like a repeat command

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post