My home town glory

I am from these streets Smell of rum and that LA heat Wear a Laker hat Walk around with a softball bat I may act wrong but truth is I’m very strong Seen enough of “Rest In Peace” In a city of corrupt police Live and die in LA Or is it ride and die in LA Gather up the Fajardo clan All you’ll hear is we run LA “Grow up” “Stop f’ing up” Hear it everyday “You need to fix yourself” Im just trying to be myself And I don't need you to better myself Thank you for your concerns I’m pretty sure I’ll be fine doing it on my own Not the brightest nor the shyest in my class One thing you may not know Is I have that DGAf flow In case you aint with the lingo Then I guess you aint from the ghetto Guess I’m a bit psycho Hope you don't take that too literal Im not trying to see the councilor Nor do I dare say I have a halo Let me tell you about my pueblo I come from Controversy Love and hate Light eyes Heavy weight Yeah thats our family trait Got two older sisters One hood one good Independent single mother Kept me fly when she could We live in the hood But mother raised us to be good Four little nieces All of them enjoy recess pieces Bring so much joy Makes me wanna scream ahoy Get on this boat Its not like titanic We’ll ride these 7 seas And I promise you’ll be set free Because this is what GOD told me: “Everything is permissible for me-everything is beneficial. Everything is permissible for me- but I will not be mastered by anything”