This is a song about "Local"

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,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

For local and national attention,

In this cold world, it's all about collection

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

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

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

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

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