Lyrics:

Look out its a space cadet always arriving after the show has been set to check and make sure the scene is closed so he can prowl upon the bigger man it is known

Torturing to his car torturing the rest to their comfort zones howling the prey for another chance another brash refrain

Haaaa I’m schooled and shot space cadet hit me in the gut impaling me on his fake intents who knows whats next

Just a small taste just a mild taste is all he ever craves the king of attention gone to waste droppin a mention in conversations critics will will cringe back in hate as he retaliates with a certain kind of opinion single minded point of view all made up just to use you

Oh so don’t show him up don’t throw him off his golden throne for he’s the king of attention dont distract him from his bow oh its getting old but you can’t forget he’s the king of attention making sure your where he’s a friend

Haaaa I’m schooled and shot space cadet hit me in the gut and telling him its in self defence who knows whats next

He's a space cadet