This is a song about "Local"

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

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

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

And we was poor, but our life chances weren't better than yours,

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

For local and national attention,

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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,