This is a song about "Local"

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

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

For local and national attention,

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,

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

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

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

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