This is a song about "Local"

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

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

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

As far as some know, this man's woe was just a local uncommon pun

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure