This is a song about "Local"

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

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

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

For local and national attention,

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

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

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

It's kali, catch me at your local legalize acid rally

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature