I always see those memes on Instagram made by people who really hate the Kardashians that say shit about how Ray J’s dick made the whole family famous and that really annoys me. Not even just from a feminist standpoint, but because Ray J is still clinging to those bitches for dear life trying to make a dollar.
If it weren’t for the fact he fucked Kim Kardashian over 10 years ago, no one would currently know who the hell Ray J is, and he wants to make damn sure you don’t forget that him and Kim dated.
Ray J dated Kim back when she was still naturally hot and looked like the original version of herself, so I’ll give him props for banging her while she was still hot and natural and exotic looking. However, much like me with the 90s, Ray J really needs to learn to let that shit go.
Ray J is currently on Celebrity Big Brother in the UK for some reason or another, and, of course, he can’t stop talking about the only reason he’s famous.
Stacy Francis, another contestant on the show who apparently knew Kim and Ray back when they dated, told him how into him Kim was back then and how in love she was.
Of course, Ray J claimed she was a player and they both cheated, etc. etc. Francis argued that it didn’t seem that was at all and that she didn’t believe him, but Ray J really pushed the whole Kim as a cheater/player angle, because any chance to demonize Kim Kardashian, right?
Ray J is such a tragic joke to me. First, he tries to ride the coattails of his big sister, Brandy, but that doesn’t work out. Then his sex tape with Kim blows up and she capitalizes on her new found fame to build a multi-million dollar business empire, while almost 10 years later he’s writing shitty rap songs about how he ‘hit it first’ and talking about her on some low grade, British, celebrity reality competition.
Ray J needs to shut the fuck up about Kim Kardashian more than I need to shut the fuck up about Kim Kardashian, and that’s saying something.