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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mom said
“Boy, you look tired in the face”
I been smiling in the pictures
Just to hide from the weight
Couple texts on my phone
Say they proud of my name
Couple pills on the counter
Say they proud of my pain
I’m the joke and the genius
Whole act on the remix
High five in the green room
Low tide when I leave it
Everybody want a piece
Not a piece of my breathing
Whole world on my sleeve
But the seams keep bleeding
[Chorus]
I’m 26
I ain’t 27
I got way too many plans
To be checking into heaven
Put my flaws in the light
Turn my scars into a lesson
If I go before my time
Let ’em play this as a question
Why we love the ones who’re dying
More than those who try to stay
I’ma fight through every night
’Cause I still got another day
I’m 26
I ain’t 27
I ain’t tryna join that club
I just wanna live my blessing (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Every headline feel heavy
Like it’s spelling my fate
They compare me to the homies
That the angels done take
They don’t see me on the floor
Talking back to the shake
Hands shaking over trash cans
Trying not to break
I’ve been that
Last call, half gone
Staring at the cracked phone
Wonder if my last song
Gon’ be when they find me
Nah
Too many kids in my DMs
Saying I helped ’em stay breathing
How I look leaving?
[Bridge]
I been down bad, way too often (way too often)
Talking to my shadow in the dark till morning
But every time that hurt come knocking
I remember who’s watching (yeah)
Little bro with my hoodie on
Old girl said she love my songs
Can’t ghost them
Can’t go gone
I gotta hold on, hold on
[Chorus]
I’m 26
I ain’t 27
I got way too many dreams
I ain’t mailed back to heaven
Turn my worst into a verse
Make the hurt feel like a blessing
If I go before my time
Let ’em play this as a question
Why we love the ones who’re dying
More than those who choose to stay
I’ma fight through every night
’Cause I still got another day
I’m 26
I ain’t 27
I ain’t tryna join that club
I just wanna live my blessing (oh yeah)
Details
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
Duration2:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Warm, swung hip-hop with dusty Rhodes keys and a lazy bass groove; drums knock with loose, behind-the-beat swing. Male vocals, conversational and melodic, verses weaving dense internal rhymes. Chorus opens up with soft layered harmonies and a subtle gospel pad, energy lifting from intimate confessional to bittersweet anthem. Final hook rides out with ad-lib echoes and a tape-stop fade., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Shep_1c
Shep_1cModelAria v5
Prompt
male a hip hop artist called mac determined not to be in the 27 club overdose at 26 in the style of Mac miller
