This is a song about "Dire henwood"

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

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

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

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

You never tire, might as well as inspire

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Just the repercussions of when things turn dire

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

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

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

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