Prompt / 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)
Tags
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
Duration
2:31
Instrumental
No
Created
2/3/2026