In a little over 4 months I will drop an album that is unlike anything you've heard from me. This song will be on it.

Back at the school where I learned to be a fool 
On a hill halfway to heaven 
Headmasters of mine blurred all the lines 
Before I turned eleven
They cut me loose in the world before my head unfurled 
So I was late to roll dice at the game
But a fire in me that they couldn’t see
Started burnin’ when I picked a middle name

It was some kind of religious game
They told me to pick to the name of a saint
Imagine living up to something that you ain’t
I had to memorize
A book of wholesale lies
Just to become an adult in their eyes
It was out of style
It seemed so infantile
A cult built on denial
But I picked my middle name
And I learned to play the game

So I picked St. John
And they said “oh the apostle of love”
And I said, “oh no, you’re wrong”
That’s not what I was thinkin’ of
I was thinking of John the Baptist
Always disappointed, always slightly pissed
At all the major points that the elders missed
On this name I must insist
And they said “okay”
Cause to them it didn’t matter anyway
It was really all a charade
Just a social game that I played

It was out of style
It seemed so infantile
A cult built on denial
But I picked my middle name
And I learned to play the game


Middle Name (radio edit)

I make Instrumentals Such as hip hop, electronic, drum & bass and some Experimental Music. And just to note I don't sample other people other people for you uncreative lazy untalented mother f****r out there who keep secretly robbing my music uploading it somewhere else and pretending like you made it. Try to get to do some humiliation ritual with you people which ain't going to happen dumb f**ks. And the reason why my sound doesn't sound like anyone else like how all of yours do because I don't want copy. I find it boring copying off you people your music sounds dead.

Middle Name (radio edit)

Chas Got the Spins