This is a song about "Local"

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

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

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

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