This is a song about "Local"

Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts

Skipped school for public battles, to see our local mc to spit on sidewalks//

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

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

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

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

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

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

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

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

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist