This is a song about "Local"

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

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

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light 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//

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

I used to abuse it but now ive learned from all of my flaws

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

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

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,