This is a song about "Local"

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

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

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

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

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

For local and national attention,

Well baby bot there ain't no question