This is a song about "Local"

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

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

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

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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.

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink