This is a song about "Local"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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

This terrorist bitch gave me up/ i was to much to handle , cause

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

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

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