Honesty Hour

Chris Jewson

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2001
I was born, Minnesota
In the North with the Winters bout cold as the poles
Where the kids stick their tongues just ‘cause they thought it’s funny
I laughed at ‘em, did it, now it’s not as funny
Like A Christmas Story, and for Christmas we’d go
Down to Madison, and spend it with the family only
We’ve gone every year since the year I was born
Except the one year my little sis was born
But that’s a different story
One time when I was 10 I sent a baseball through my mom’s picture window
I told everyone not to use it, I was trying to impress all the neighbor kids
Now it’s broke
I was horrified
Mainly ‘cause my mom wasn’t home at the time
And the neighbor girl I liked laughed as I stormed inside
I was crying, but it’s all good now, all love, I miss y’all
And I grew up around all women so respect is the highest for ‘em
Saw my older sister cry one time ‘cause this dick guy made her fall apart
Wanted to just crush him like the way he broke her heart
But she’s happy now, I can’t complain
‘Bout to graduate college in the Spring, she racing
I wish we talked more and I’m sorry that we don’t
I been busy you been busy, I know you know how it goes
Yeah
If I’m being honest, I said if I’m being honest
If I’m being honest, I said if I, if I (ooh)
If I’m being honest, I said if I’m being honest
I said if I’m being honest (if I’m being honest)
I said if I, if I (Ohh aahhh)
I got a scar on my forehead
When I was three and I was sledding
Hit a trailer full speed coulda been dead
Lucky I was fine, same time, broke my collarbone
Arrived at the hospital propped up for stitches
Got about eleven of ‘em more
And I was ‘bout eleven when my mom got divorced
And we dipped out, gone, down Wisconsin
Lived with my grandparents for the summer
Now we got our own
And I hate social media ‘cause I overthink shit, get into my head too often
And I love sleeping but I hate sleeping in
‘Cause I get too worried I won’t get enough done
One time I had a tweet that I looked at for a half hour, whether I should post or delete
In hindsight, realized it was kind of a problem
So I deactivated, now I’m just a little more conscious
(It’s) it’s kinda wild, I was the one grew up quick
Man of the house in middle school, I won’t forget
Over four years passed, no one came down once
No one that I knew, no one that I grew up with
And Max and Sam, man guys, I love y’all
I meant to say “Happy Birthday” I’ve been busy
I was ashamed I forgot, know I had you on my mind
Hope we link soon when you come to the city, yeah
(Down to the city, yeah, down to the city, yeah)
Part two, aye aye aye yeah
Part two, aye aye aye yeah
Part two, aye aye aye yeah
Probably gon’ punch in
Part two, aye aye aye yeah
I don’t smoke I don’t drink I don’t do none of that
I don’t party, don’t go out, and I barely relax
I write songs about people I ain’t talk to in years
Just for substance and opening stories about fears
And I know a lot of people but that don’t mean I got a lot of friends
‘Cause I got brothers on my side and a few down to ride
Less people-less chance to get let down in the end
And I played baseball but I never pitched right
Walked 4-5 people, lose by ‘least five
Played all the sports that my mom put me in
I was never the kid scoring touchdowns and wins
(I was) I was out in the field with my head in the clouds
I got yelled at by coaches, was benched anyhow
And I saw all the favoritism, lost interest
And now I’m on this, have em saying “what is this?”
Used to go on DECA trips with the upperclassmen
Youngest cat out the bunch
And I used to rap in the back over tracks
That they’d blast out the speakers to the max in the back of the bus
And the teacher got mad, tried for quiet but nah
We didn’t really want that, so we went on with that
Every word that went splat, kept it kinda relaxed
Turned it up when Akon went “Smack That”
Rapping in the driver’s ed back seat
Running around with homies at the track meets
Channeling CKY around town more miles on our wheels than the taxis
Jumping off roofs and to biking in ponds
And to bombing the hills without helmets on
We just did for the thrill and a trip and a fall like we couldn’t be killed
Feel invincible stemmed from the principles
I’d print what I’d idolize, permitted by the principal
Pickin’ what we wanna do and knowing what we’re gonna do
And no one telling what to do, we handle it ourselves
Team’s going batshit
Told y'all bout the background
I’m back, grounded, at it
Back on track on the ground going fast
And it’s back to the biz
Backtrack try “Aladdin”

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Written by: Christopher Jewson

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