This is a song about "Local"

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

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

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

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//

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

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

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams