This is a song about "Local"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

At the local arcade, puttin my dick in the ace of spades

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.