This is a song about "Command"

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Think its bout time to get my lungs scanned, so i plan in getting in a high command

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

I don't care what it did to them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/