We started out on the same farm
Then Weavered into friends
Put your head on my shoulder
Supported, smile, laugh in the end.
Driving us home in my cutlass
Used the dead space in my break
The back way home & a sharp curve
Pump pump, no breaks, kidding fake!
Hahahahha
Went to the same high school
I hung out with all you guys
We were The parking Lot click
Not related, but family - most realized
Joe Forshee I love you, Bro
Your name will forever be known
You helped me when most wouldn't
In our teens and again when grown
May God give you everything
That You ever ask for
Long as its morally correct
Then may he give you some more
I miss our laughs together
I appreciate you, too
I wished we lived closer together
So I could hang out with you.
Until then, my friend
Know I'll always have your back
Thank you for having mine
And keeping me from lack
Joe Forshee I love you, Bro
Your name will forever be known
You helped me when most wouldn't
In our teens and again when grown
This is my dedication song to you
IAM forever fucking gratefullllllllllllll
Thank you JOE
For not letting me Faaaallllllllllll
Ashay.