This is a song about "Local"

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

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

Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,

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

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

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

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

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

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are