Deep Underground.

Some poets write words,  
Piercing the page bloody,  
While others write scenes,  
Where they're fucking their buddy,  
Sometimes they're real shocking,  
Spewing secrets with rhymes,  
Thinking that talking,  
Can absolve all their crimes,  
Others write bout the spiritual side,  
Get down on your knees and pray,  
It may be in heaven or hell you'll reside,  
Cause the devil may take you away,  
Songwriter's paint you a rhythm,  
With words designed to dance,  
They got the soul within em,  
To put you right into a trance,  
The words of slayers, lovers,  
And God fearing singers,    
Are a drug just like uppers,  
That constantly lingers,  
I'm Just totally stoned,  
And I cant come down,  
Thats why I write here,  
 "Deep Underground."