This is a song about "Local"

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.

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

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' 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

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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