This is a song about "Local"

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

When im home i try to reinforce laws using brutal force, rap without remorse, rap is my source,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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

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

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

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