This is a song about "Local"

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

For local and national attention,

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

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

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

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

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

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