This is a song about "Local"

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

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

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

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

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

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

For local and national attention,

Hope ya'll ain't have no protection