This is a song about "Local"

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

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//

My position improving, not to mention

For local and national attention,

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

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

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

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

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//