This is a song about "Local"

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

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

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//

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

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

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

And guess what there is no running to the hills cause your dead and i'm the cause

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

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

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

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

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,