Everyday Carrey (Santiago)

Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time I've got 16 decoy wallets in my backpack Each has a picture of ma (Cold fact) Cyanide pill kinda pain Having that heart on a string Santiago, can you hear me? I'm on my way Putting on my hauberk to deflect enemy blades Some asshole gave me a set of keys And said I had to help HYMB to make the world end, please The first two were both for heaven and hell But the third Was a word That I guess was also a spell And when I spoke it Things split in two Hokus-Pokus Yeah the magic's in you when you focus Just don't let the weight of knowledge leave you hopeless Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time Santiago, it's time You know I'm not above it A rose for my beloved But when that strange man interrupted, I was compelled Who knew there were keys to Heaven and Hell? I just wish someone would have labeled them Really, really We told you son It don't do you no good to run Really, really Really pretty young girl How's about it? Who wants to run the world? I've got 16 cultists coming after me They think it's my wallet Yeah, they're looking for the third key But Santiago's lucky that I'm versatile So when they take the wallets what's inside will show it's personal With aid from Santiago's great power I can make 300 loads of concrete an hour And I could I build a rooftop bar On a tower Faster than any machine 300 times as mean And I would shower you With high-beams from a flashlight on a Glock 9 that has no ammo Cause I'm told that when I black-out can I lose my No-Pro-Blam-O And this cult shit feels like There Will Be Blood and you look Paul Dano (Hot take?) You want your blankie your paci and your teddy for god's sake (And I want a strawberry milkshake) Really, really We told you son It don't do you no good to run Really, really Really pretty young girl How's about it? Who wants to run the world?