Congratulations

You finally made it

You've been given what you always wanted

To be the biggest star on the biggest stage

You've got the clout

Trending for the time being

Before your turn is up

And you're replaced with the next relevant topic or individual

But right now...

You're the lucky bastard

Millions of people

Day after day

Are desperately chasing for that clout

Through social media

Going on certain websites

And just through the internet in general

Lucky you

Or so you thought...

Sure, it was great at the beginning

The views you were pulling

The fans you were growing

The respect you gathered

The adrenaline was like a drug in itself

Rushing though your veins

Releasing dopamine with excitement 

But you realized it's not what you really thought it was

Everyone has become so damn fake

You have more yes-men in your corner than a jury itself

Nobody gives you constructive criticism anymore

And if they do, you never listen to it

Your ego can't handle it

Going in through one ear and out the other 

Girls throw themselves at you

The ones that ghosted you your whole life

Wouldn't even look you sideways

Ask them on a date and they'd laugh to your face

Now they're screaming to get into your hotel at night

You drive expensive cars

Live in lavish mansions

Exotic pools in the backyard

Punks start asking you for pictures or autographs

Chumps that didn't even like your IG pics back in the day

Wouldn't even watch your content if you had to pay them

Treating you like a grand king

Worshipping over you

And if you're busy or stressed out

Not in the mood to give them that picture

Or autograph

They will shame you

Get the press to write a nasty story about you

And how you don't treat your fans properly

Not showing them the love back they granted you

Now you're "cancelled"

You've lost over the respect of the industry

You're an embarrassment and shame to the media

All over just one small mistake

Think of the mistakes people make every single day

And they just get off without any punishment

Because it wasn't caught

All your yes-men have left you

You still pull chicks

But not of them truly love you

Not for who you are

What you stand for

You realize life was just so damn simple back then

So loving and free

You could walk down the street without a camera in your face

You could watch a football game and not be harassed for attention

You could spend the day knowing the media wouldn't twist your words

Turning all the tables that once favoured you

You could spend time with friends and family

The ones who loved you most

The ones you actually should have been focused on

Unlike all the fake people you surrounded yourself with

So if you're ever confused in life

Worried about the people you spend the most time with

And not sure about the choices you are making

You take a step back

And you simply ask yourself

Who was there before the clout?