HONEST TO GOD////IT ALL HIT THE FAN

Uh, I gotta bunch of friends No surprise with that But are they real enough? To have my back "Oh is he giving up?" Why you asking that? I mean no seriously Like why are you asking that? Huh ok Enough with fake friends I know I got a lot of them Why not? Ask another question like uh "Is he gonna make it? And I hope That if he does He makes enough To keep it up Cause he has a lot That is going on But I hope he doesn't pay the cost For gaining what he want" I am so done with people Acting like they are real Will I ever be the person I was? Cause I was living so passionate I was so limitless But now I'm acting like I don't give a what And now I'm here as a broken man Now it all hit the fan But I ain't used to being sad as this much So tell me what is this reckoning Cause it is so saddening I'm just being real and honest to God Tell me what's the prize for being real? People act different and say you're weird I don't know why it's a big deal They were your friends but now they fear If and of what you can become They want a show where you look dumb They want to control the outcome Cause they can't imagine if you won They want to know where you is from To despise as their rule of thumb I can't imagine giving up I heard they said I really suck Say, can I really be the one They push round as the underdog I think I really had enough Time to put it in the hands of God I am so done with people Acting like they are real Will I ever be the person I was? Cause I was living so passionate I was so limitless But now I'm acting like I don't give a what And now I'm here as a broken man Now it all hit the fan But I ain't used to being sad as this much So tell me what is this reckoning Cause it is so saddening I'm just being real and honest to God