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

For local and national attention,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

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

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,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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