This is a song about "Dire henwood"

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Dire nonsense, it's quite hard for me to try and stop it

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

Just the repercussions of when things turn dire

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

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

It's dangerous, this game is best, girls screams are dire,