This is a song about "Local"

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like 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

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

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

For local and national attention,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

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

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

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

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts