This is a song about "Local"

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

For local and national attention,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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