So much love from a place so cold
Or at least that's what I've always been told
Out in California you sell your soul
Well I mean, I've still got ahold
Of my own mind, of my own choices
Keep screaming lies, I can't hear your voices
Because even with it's faults, and broke as fuck economy
Even with the fact that you can't get a fuckin job for free
This place is me, at least it made me
How could I ever hate the place that raised me?
Who I am and who I want to be
Doesn't really matter currently
As long as I'm in Cali
And the sun is shinin
And the smoke is flyin
High in the sky? Ill be your pilot
We can fry it, we can lie it
Down on the beach, starin' at the pacific

So lets hop on the 14, cruise the 5
Roll top down on the 405
Hit up Santa Monica, head over to third street
Roll down to Venice and smoke some weed
Yo Kray, fuck the freeway
Lets take Tahunga the entire way
Take in that canyon smog, nothing better
May sound shitty to you but to me it's heaven
Los Angeles, the city of saints
The city of sinners and the city of complaints
The city of I know I can but you know you can't
It can be shitty, if you look at it that way
But on my side of things, there's nothing betta
So stop being lame and enjoy the adventure
There ain't another place quite like California
Thank god I wasn't born somewhere like Minnesota

This is home, ain't nothing like it
This is home, ain't nothing like it
This is home, ain't nothing like it
This is home
This is home, it always has been
All I know, I've learned from lessons
This is home, always has been
This is home, this is home
This is home
No matter how far you run
This is home
No matter how far you think you're gone
This is home
Why pretend you don't love this place?
This is home
Stop trying to hide your face
This is home
Never forget that shit
This is home
Never forget that shit
This is home
This is home
Home