This is a song about "Local"

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

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.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

Skipped school for public battles, to see our local mc to spit on sidewalks//

Forsaken youth mistake the truth for it, that's why i'm writin' songs,