When I sit back and relax, I still push that, I pull stacks/
**** with some mean cats, safety off, click clack/
Thats real rap I mean that/
Concealed carry, carrying Hazmat/
Hole through your cowboy hat/
In the old saloon, fresh chaps/
Blast you back to the future , the permit permits that
I own the West, the wilds won
Brush the dust off my vest,  chrome magnum, my choice of gun
Now run along son, this is no place for Fival,
Get the **** out of my face or you wont live to see another rival/
In this contest i highly doubt your chance of survival/
  Hightail it East while your still alive, truths undeniable/
**** the Alamo, remember my promises are reliable/
So put the money in the bag, act natural an I swear to god you better ******* smile dude
;..)