This is a song about "State and local goverments"

And i'll put you in a mood or is it a state of

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Taking refuge in a local home where force is assertive

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

You mental state deteriorates n,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

My bars will make your chest inflate and when i see you girl ill leave her in a state

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

See the state line? pack, grab that pass and drive up to canada/

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand