Honestav

This is Honest Ave.

This is Honest Ave.

Okay, when I'm, like, five years old, my parents had just got divorced. My parents got divorced when I was four, so I don't really remember anything before them being divorced. Five years old is probably some of my first memories.

Okay, when I'm, like, five years old, my parents had just got divorced. My parents got divorced when I was four, so I don't really remember anything before them being divorced. Five years old is probably some of my first memories.

my mom at that time yeah yeah my mom is like she sells dope and she's like uh uh she's like a heavy crack addict whoa and she's like um she had like left my dad because she had like cheated on him and like she had like cheated on my dad and um

my mom at that time yeah yeah my mom is like she sells dope and she's like uh uh she's like a heavy crack addict whoa and she's like um she had like left my dad because she had like cheated on him and like she had like cheated on my dad and um

had like a baby like out of wedlock or whatever you want to call it and then and then I'm the makeup baby and and so they kind of like got like together and like had me and then like shortly after I was born they like split again and my mom was like a heavy crack user and

had like a baby like out of wedlock or whatever you want to call it and then and then I'm the makeup baby and and so they kind of like got like together and like had me and then like shortly after I was born they like split again and my mom was like a heavy crack user and

Bro, I remember being at the creek and I'm like swimming. I probably was like seven, eight years old. I don't know. And all of a sudden, like boom, black trucks are pulling up at the creek like... And, like, they're, like, jumping out, and they're, like, yelling at my mom. And they, like, go up to my mom's car and, like, bust her trunk open, and it's, like, they're, like, raiding her.

Bro, I remember being at the creek and I'm like swimming. I probably was like seven, eight years old. I don't know. And all of a sudden, like boom, black trucks are pulling up at the creek like... And, like, they're, like, jumping out, and they're, like, yelling at my mom. And they, like, go up to my mom's car and, like, bust her trunk open, and it's, like, they're, like, raiding her.

And she, like, went to the feds that night. Whoa. And I was, like, a little seven-year-old kid just, like, standing there, like, wait, I went home with a boyfriend. What? So my mom was, like, in mad abusive relationships, all the cliche shit of, like, you know, like, the tweaker shit, you know? Yeah. But, you know, I loved her. She was cool still. It was all good.

And she, like, went to the feds that night. Whoa. And I was, like, a little seven-year-old kid just, like, standing there, like, wait, I went home with a boyfriend. What? So my mom was, like, in mad abusive relationships, all the cliche shit of, like, you know, like, the tweaker shit, you know? Yeah. But, you know, I loved her. She was cool still. It was all good.

I still fuck with crackheads to this day. I love me a good crackhead.

I still fuck with crackheads to this day. I love me a good crackhead.

Have I dated one? Yeah. No, I haven't really dated like that. I've only had two girlfriends. Did you smash a crackhead, though? Would I smash a crackhead? Yeah. R.I.P. to Jenny Crow, by the way.

Have I dated one? Yeah. No, I haven't really dated like that. I've only had two girlfriends. Did you smash a crackhead, though? Would I smash a crackhead? Yeah. R.I.P. to Jenny Crow, by the way.

That's our town crackhead where I'm growing up. R.I.P. to her. No. Shit. What happened?

That's our town crackhead where I'm growing up. R.I.P. to her. No. Shit. What happened?

Nah, bro. She got hit by a car. No. Yeah, she used to walk around. Jenny Crow, R.I.P. Fucking whatever the religious... R.I.P., dude.

Nah, bro. She got hit by a car. No. Yeah, she used to walk around. Jenny Crow, R.I.P. Fucking whatever the religious... R.I.P., dude.