This is a song about "Local"

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

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

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

For local and national attention,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

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

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//

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

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates