GoneFishin.

having to go 50 niggas deep
laced with a bearable funk
my sweat
reveals the intensity of my search
and i dig on
and i dig
and dig
and dig
til i find myself drowning
and gasping
in a 5'7 to 6 foot pool of funk
a funk that is surely of the nauseating nature
but i dig on
and i dig
and i drown
yet i dig
gasping for air_i dig
i dig_i push_i pull_and i yank my way out
or in rather
to a place where lilac scented air is ones compensation for living
as the wind caresses my cheek
while it whistles an impromtu song in my ear
and then carries me away
back to dig
for what it is i really want.