This is a song about "Local"

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

This terrorist bitch gave me up/ i was to much to handle , cause

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

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

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

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.

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

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

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink