The A is big, the mind is open, from all the fucking life if they ask, I'm faithful to my name, to my family and to my group, the soundtrack of those who freak out with everything I spit. That art has become and they paint big on your façade, rap was not dead, I was alive in my two-year empanada without releasing a new album, although I fly every time you listen to me in the helmets with the crows. They take vitamin A to see me in the concerts, the alpha, the strength, the fist up in the live shows, the A is nothing more than air, more than soul, the cry of those of us who live music and calm. The door, another light, the triangle, the energy, it is not forbidden to prohibit, but I live in my anarchy, many say come on, Abraham, Arturo, Álvarez, Redondo, they call me, I call myself, love for those who suffer alone and look for company, friendship for those who fight and show it every day. Now is the time and tomorrow may be late, while I write my head burns, the tip of the arrow that points to your government, the age is measured in years and I am the one from yesterday, the amnesia of the forgotten and the alcohol of the drunk and the joy of the one who wins his cacho. The A is very big, the open mind, art of all the fucking life, if they ask, I am faithful to my name, to my family and to my group, the soundtrack of those who freak out with everything I spit. If the museums are filled with art and talking is the way, the dressing room is full of actors, up or down, bright, arduous or simple, it is a bird, it is a bumblebee, it is a box, it is an animal, it is a trill, before the A there is nothing, that the A tells you to move that ass and the track shakes, the applause, the high, the boring and the pleasant, the ambiguous, the absurd, the distant and the alien, the abnormal now is freaky, the attraction is always art, the asexual is not nomi and what is retro is from before. There are thousands of lawyers and millions of problems, there are more aberrations than accused and sentenced, sometimes it ends because it always begins, an amen for the one who doubts whenever he drinks beer, the relief of the one who sweats his work and enjoys it, this album, an ode, an answer, a question, goodbye to the one who walks, welcome to the guest, I support the innocent and a good sweet to the bitter, you see me appear with the action and you say, take, the A is very big in case you thought it was a joke. The A is very big, the open mind, of all the fucking life if they ask, I think about my name, my family and my group, the soundtrack of those who freak out with everything I spit.