Follow You, Follow Me

I’ll follow you if you follow me.
Ain’t that how we flatter?
Just count the notches on your post,
and tell me how much you matter.

So…
You’d really have me follow you?
Thou I wouldn’t follow thru.
And, would you follow me as well?
Perhaps in time you’ll tell.
…
Cause I’d follow you as well.
N’ you’ve nothing of worth to tell.

Yeah, you think your profile’s money,
and you never checked around.
Cause all your cred ain’t nothing,
but dirt covering the ground.

If only all that matters,
was building a list of friends.
You wouldn’t be left in tatters,
staying home to play pretend.

So…
Don’t try to intoxicate,
with your profile pic.
If I see it anymore,
it’s going to make me sick.
…
Cause, vanity is humanity’s fashionable wine.
n’ now I’ve seen your face too many times.

And, you think your profile’s money,
but you never checked around.
Cause all your cred ain’t nothing,
but dirt covering the ground.

So, would I have you follow me?
When I care not what you think.
Yes, I’m also a slave to vanity,
and intoxicated by her drink.

But I know my profile’s money
And I don’t need to check around
Cause I got more than Cred,
and it ain’t dirt on the ground.

And you think your profile’s money,
but you’ve never checked around.
Cause all your cred ain’t nothing,
but dirt covering the ground.

So follow me and I’ll follow you.
Ain’t that how we flatter?
Just count the notches on our posts
And I’ll tell you how much we matter.