This is a song about "Local"

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

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

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

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

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

For local and national attention,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin