This is a song about "Command"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

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