This is a song about "Local"

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//

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

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

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

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

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

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

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp