This is a song about "Local"

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

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

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//

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

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

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

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

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

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

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