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Abe Lincoln
I know what ya’ll thinkin
Greatest president ever
I’ll have what he’s drinkin
Yeah, well see, that’s where you’d be wrong
'Cause if you wanna hang with me you better go and grab that bong
Or an apple or a can, see you do not understand
Faded 24/7 'cause that’s just the way I am
I can see you’re having a little trouble believing me
Then check this letter that I wrote, recorded down in history
Ahem, “Two of my favorite things are sitting on my porch
And smoking a pipe of that sweet hemp, of course”
That’s a quote that I wrote while I was still in office
But enough of that, I am too high, I have to back up off this
Where’s my horse, I think I need to go and ride him home
I was supposed to leave about four score and twenty rips ago
You see my hat? I like it, I kinda think it looks like a stove
Scratch it, pass it one more time and let me hit it for the road\

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