This is a song about "Local"

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.

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

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

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

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//

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

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

For local and national attention,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

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