Load it rack it pull the trigger bang I'm the Realist one in windsor Errbody know my name Once you step up in the sticks, try and come and challenge this, Guaranteed you wont leave the same Driftin down the dirt road to the moonlight, pedal to floor and right now its do or die You came across this land and now I'm lookin for a fight This will be the last time you'll be in between my sights cuz I never miss You can ask the last guy, hangin out the window hit em right between the eyes I'm the headshot king when its comes to this shit If you dont believe me just go and ask Billy the Kid I'm the top dog in this wildwest aka the sticks And if you dont know what that means I'll make you kiss my ass with bloody lips Bust ya knee caps open and make you dance as I empty the clip I just jogged your memory now I'll help you remember this K-Kash on the mic as I drop it just to let you know I keep the .40 strapped up everywhere I go finger on the trigger as I row my boat and I'll protect my family and my garden while it grows