This is a song about "Local"

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

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

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

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

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//

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

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

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer