This is a song about "Local"

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

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

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

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

For local and national attention,

You're uncool like my mother kin

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/