This is a song about "Local"

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

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

For local and national attention,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

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

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