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Jun 2015
Here's to my funky friend of mine
Who I love to hang with and commit some crimes
You know that we doing everything only for the vine
and sometimes drop those silky smooth rhymes
And even though we've been apart some time
I feel like you've become more than just a friend of mine.

Hit after hit you know the bruhgles never quit
Until we're a little too high than we would like to admit
Every night is a good night when you're always down to smoke
Even though we are probably cooking our heads slowly to yolk
But we continue to laugh because life is just one big joke.
For my friend
Grant Horst
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Grant Horst  Wisconsin
(Wisconsin)   
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