2026 FUCK UP

O-kay Twenty twenty six, yeah, what a fucked up year Started with some hope, yeah, it all disappeared One thing went all wrong, then a disaster hit Then another, and another, and then I fuckin' lost my shit Time is relative? Well, this year it's objective Fuck twenty twenty six, that shit was offensive I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Pure perfectionist, always chasing excellence I'm excellent at failure, I'm the fuckin' best at it And at making problems - ay, those were accidents! I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Burnt out, broken down, fucked up intellectual Fell down from the top and now I can't think as well Think I'm twenty seven Minus three sixty five days in hell I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Twenty twenty six fuck-up Assumptions, judgments from a fake-ass society Misconceptions, forged from fire and irony It's all, hahaha, hypocritical, hysterical Now quit acting so goddamn disrespectful I don't wanna go to heaven When my spirit leaves the temple Don't light a candle, ring the bell I got the soul of a rebel And I ain't scared of no devil I'm used to living through my own hell All y'all demons out there Get on down to my fuckin' level I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Pure perfectionist, always chasing excellence I'm excellent at failure, I'm the fuckin' best at it And at making problems - ay, those were accidents! I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Burnt out, broken down, fucked up intellectual Fell down from the top and now I can't think as well Think I'm twenty seven Minus three sixty five days in hell I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up Twenty twenty six Fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up, fuck-up I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a Twenty twenty six fuck-up Fuck twenty twenty six Whole year fucked me up I thought I had it bad back in twenty twenty three Twenty twenty six stole my whole life from me My functionality and time, my identity, my mind My ability to feel happy, to breathe with no anxiety By the end of December I was screaming for relief "Set me free" Switch the calendar, throw out those days and weeks Time for a new year and a new me That, or a new headstone carved and ready - M A C E M A C E