This is a song about "Local"

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule