This is a song about "An"

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Anorexics an apatite

He got hit up that same night

An immortal technique

I say what my mind speak

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need