This is a song about "Local"

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

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

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

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

For local and national attention,

This dark content for those of dark complexion

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

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

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