This is a song about "Local"

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

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

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

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts

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

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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

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

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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