This is a song about "Local"

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

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

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

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

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

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

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make