Napsack 
why
The time has come for you to leave
Or else your blood will stain this weave
Get out of my sight and do not come back
Unless you want your pony ass whacked
You see this gun here on my leg?
It seems to be glued, for your help I do beg
This is too much fun.
Or else your blood will stain this weave
Get out of my sight and do not come back
Unless you want your pony ass whacked
You see this gun here on my leg?
It seems to be glued, for your help I do beg
This is too much fun.
