“I don’t love no one,” Honey Cocaine proclaims, staying true to the title of the set. If that’s true, ignoring the double negative, she seems to at least like herself. Her raps are the rhythmic ramblings of a cute Yellow Bitch who’s used to getting positive attention. If she’s not the most popular girl on the scene, she seems to be on her way. Her skills, which thrive in style but lack in substance, leave a lot to be desired, but you can’t tell her that.

my rating : 3 of 5

2012