This is a song about "Local"

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

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

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

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

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

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.

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

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