The "Like" Life

Yo.

How bout I happen to be scrolling through Facebook this evening and the message window pops up. It's this dude I've known for a good deal of my life but we don't have an active relationship of any kind outside of being Facebook friends. I don't know what possessed him to hit me up on this particular day but he was all in his feelings about the fact that I don't regularly "like" or comment on his posts. Really? Like.... REALLY???

Now he didn't come for me hard, he was basically trying to say that I wasn't showing him no love, but I was annoyed because this isn't the first time he tried to sling shade at me. I posted a stat on the evening of January 1st thanking everyone for their birthday wishes and he responded with a post of his own; a sneak dis, talking about nobody knew it was my birthday, if it wasn't for that post he woulda forgot we was even Facebook friends because I never "like" or comment on his statuses and fuck my birthday. He didn't say any names but he didn't have to. I knew he was referring to me and the good deal of friends we had in common probably knew that shit too. But I let it ride.

When he came at me today about it all gingerly and shit, like it was innocent and he just wanted us to maintain a relationship, I couldn't hold it.

You might need to get a life, bruh, cause sitting online counting likes you cant spend is corny. You 40 years old and just got the best job you ever had as a call center customer service representative. Maybe you should be devoting more time to getting your fucken life together and not whoring yourself on the internet for followers cause you not even that funny, dawg. You not. If you were, I would probably be liking more of your statuses. You wouldn't be like-thirsty if you spent more time out here in the real world like most of us instead of trolling Media Take Out and Worldstar HipHop for fucken fight videos and rap battles. Muhfuckas out here dying in these streets and you think that's appropriate? Then in the same breath post some R.I.P. shit, talking about you so hurt and the madness need to stop. You and all the ratchet hoes that do like your shit are all part of the problem, my nigga. Ass-backward like waiting for a cruise ship at the airport. But you mad somebody don't "like" or comment on your posts.

GTFOH.