This is a song about "Command"

Command the bars like i'm the captain/

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

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

I see random people all over like a repeat command

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you