It's not easy being a Space God

I don't hear what you pray for I don't hear what you pray for It's not that easy being a space god Do you really think I'm fucking with you? Not getting the thank-yous I deserve If the universe is a canvas I'm making the brushstrokes You're just a little squirt My teeth stained red from raw blood Yours from eating Froot Loops and drinking Kool-Aid My shriek can shatter eardrums and If you ask me nicely I might spare yours But I can still crush you like a grape When you're getting ready to pray Save it When you're trying to spell my name Save it When you try to call me king Save it If you're coming to me for mercy Save it Save it Y'all are just guests in my house Clogging up the shitter I guess what I'm saying is You're just a stain on a rock And about as smart I've been known to throw rocks You know that shit that happened to the dinosaurs? I can make it worse Oh, what can I say? I am that bitch This ain't no rage I don't get pissed But I'll throw a fit If I don't get my way Cause I'm the god of the Milky Way When you're getting ready to pray Save it When you're trying to spell my name Save it When you try to call me king Save it If you're coming to me for mercy Save it Save it When the universe implodes When your little world collapses Know that I lived In the age of dumbasses When you're getting ready to pray Save it When you're trying to spell my name Save it When you try to call me king Save it If you're coming to me for mercy Save it When you're getting ready to pray Save it When you're trying to spell my name Save it When you try to call me king Save it If you're coming to me for mercy Save it Save it I don't hear what you pray for I don't hear what you pray for