This is a song about "Local"

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

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

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

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

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

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

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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