This is a song about "Command"

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

I see random people all over like a repeat command

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing