This is a song about "Irish local"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

As far as some know, this man's woe was just a local uncommon pun

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

It's kali, catch me at your local legalize acid rally

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Even though ghettoes and hoods are part of the local past,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets