[Verse 1] Half a**ed for most his life Done nothing but stand Just because he's so small so No one will give him a hand The kind of guy that would steal your cast And buy a burning house Then call you up and invite you in And jerk you off with a sandpaper hand [Chorus] I'd leave him physically crippled Without a leg to stand I'd throw that trash away Because a runt like that is piss in the wind My fist would be the decider I wasn't raised a fool I'd stomp his a** for free Because a punk like that is piss in the wind Piss in the wind [Verse 2] A go-getter who ain't got none A legend in his mind Always the one to invite himself And then just left behind Someone must've clipped his balls Or wiped his a** all his life A self-centered procrastinator Attention seeker who's got nothing at all [Chorus]