This is a song about "Command"

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

See, i'm second to no one

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

After every show, a dream she hold