This is a song about "Local"

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

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

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

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

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

And i got 'em every day, every day

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,