This is a song about "Dire henwood"

Smoked a bowl n' burned my eyebrows and went into dire shock

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Just the repercussions of when things turn dire

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

We fire glocks with dire shock when we have writer’s block,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Bitterness,it spread in me like wildfire.seeing it bland hot in mild dire.

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Left in dire shock, control entire blocks, his thoughts are read,

The maskin' in dire of cavin' in. breakin' empire that's how it seems

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means