This is a song about "Local"

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

As far as some know, this man's woe was just a local uncommon pun

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

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

Screaming my voice hoarse,race at the derby yah im the best horse,

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

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

For local and national attention,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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