“Así Soy” is Santa Fe Klan’s loud, smoky postcard from the Mexican streets he calls home. Over booming rap beats, he paints a picture of late-night block parties where turntables scratch, blunts circle, and red-and-blue sirens flash in the distance. The verses celebrate winning another sunrise, loyal friends who run “sin cadena,” and the thrill of living at full volume with beer in one hand and a microphone in the other. It is raw, risky, and defiantly joyful—an anthem for anyone who has ever felt the rush of surviving another night.
Beneath the party vibe, the song is a declaration of identity. Santa Fe Klan pledges to guard what is his “hasta mi último día,” knowing that the same streets that raised him will one day claim him. He owns his vices—weed, tequila, trouble—yet stands proud as a guerrero who refuses to change for anyone. “Así soy y no cambiaré” becomes a mantra of authenticity, turning the chaos of barrio life into fuel for creativity, brotherhood, and unbreakable resolve.