You don't feel it, then it must be too real to touch.
I've named names before. I'm more interested in the REAL names, not the stage names.
I thought their mother named them Danjer and Crazh, but no. It's Danger (with a -g) and Crash (with an -s). Tomorrow is definitely here. So is Thelonious, Toddler, Titus and Tokya. Once again, it's up to their respective mothers to clarify or debunk.
Still, I love them to no end. I'm running out of words to describe my love. Bear with me.
I've tweeted about this, but yeah. You celebrity niggas are hilarious.
Let me break it down.
Apparently, the bigger you are as a celebrity, the more inclined you are to be exposed to a certain type of knowledge. Knowledge of self, they say. Well, once you learn it, you are someone obliged to "give back". Whether it's your community or society as a whole. You learn how to be like water. Taking form of whatever the situation is.
Many celebrities have taken form as StarChasers.
It's safe to say that I'm your favorite rapper's favorite rapper.
The problem is, they come to me (in other forms) with their questions and their problems, and expect me to have certain answers. The answer is addressed to WHO I SEE THEM TO BE, FIRST. When they get bewildered or call themselves calling me out for not acknowledging their "super power", I address the answer to the celebrity. Then they act dumb. Then I call them out for the celebrity that I see them to be and they immediately cite my mental health.
It causes an argument every time.
An argument that I'm learning how to defuse.
Listen. I'm shy like you. But I do have answers. If you want answers, come as you are to get the truth. If you're having fun at and about my mental health, fuck you. I'll catch you when you least expect it.
Then I'm hit with another reality.
Many celebrities are female. Despite the gender they portray in the media.
So now I gotta be chivalrous and masochistic.
Look, I'm dealing with it. Don't make it harder on me. I have my own career to be worried about. And it doesn't look like you're going to help me with that. So either love me, or leave me alone.
I think I died in my sleep last night. I woke up in the line of judgement to Heaven. No, I didn't see any celebrities, and yes the line was long. Apparently, you go to Heaven to be judged on your final resting place.
Anyway, though the line is long, the process is FAST. The closer I got to TheJudge (which may or may not be God), the more nervous I got. Heaven is a nice place. I'd love to go there. But I can't dispell my Gothic past. Look at all the lives I touched!
When it was my turn, the angels looked at me in awe. They flew passed me whispering to each other, "He's the answer!" TheJudge asked me why I was there. I told him I don't know. Then he leaned in and said, "You're the answer. Get back down there and do exactly what you do." The next thing I know, I'm outside of my halfway house, smoking a cig and writing music in my head.
I won't front like I don't know what I'm the answer to/for. The answer, nevertheless, boosts my ego and makes people skeptical. Because being "the answer" doesn't mean I'm of God, I'm inclined to...be back at the crossroads of following God or remaining Monarch of The Indigo Child.
God has my back. But is He/She jealous? Can I finally cause anarchy in Heaven (as Satan)? Such is not my goal...nor is it my fault. Well, I don't know God to backbite, and... As a female, God has shown mercy and as a male God has shown grace. Crazy how that works out...
#beseated
I remember now why I didn't give God the praise before... I'm selfish with Him! God literally restored my broken soul. As early as TONIGHT! The joy I feel is remarkable!
AND...
God said I can be a practicing Gothic witch, so long as I give Him all the glory and acknowledge that I discovered His feminine side.
No problem, my G.
Lol.
In my life, God is everything from the neighborhood bully (Dr. Dre) to America's Next Top Model (Latto). I praise God.
But I plan to get DOWN with Necronomicon. Look it up if you're brave.
StarChasers! Goths! Lay people! I'm putting on a SHOW this year. You might have to put your phone down for this one...
"This morning..."
It dawned on me this morning that, even though I am King Charles, I still take pleasure in serving. It probably comes from catering behind missionaries at church while on the organ. I used to have to learn songs as they were being sung, in the key they were being sung in, to play behind them before they stopped singing. So I learned every Gospel song in every key.
I had a long talk with God this morning. And even though I'm furthering my studies into The Dark Arts, I gave him his just due. God has done a lot for me. More than SEGA ever has. I can go on for a pretty long time about how God enabled me to do great things, despite my wounds. Being a rape victim leads to many scars and wounds. Of which God himself healed me of. I feel like my work IS missionary work. To have knowledge and wisdom as one's wealth and find creative ways to "floss" one's wealth, all with the intention of motivating those with active brains to do the same. Maybe not through rap, but explore your creativity.
How can I better serve The People of The Hamilton Kingdom? I've thought of many ways, and I hope this release schedule satisfies and leaves you wanting more. I went hunting for some supreme records, and... I think you'll appreciate how everything came together. But at the end of the day, I'm carrying out God's mission for me. This I can say with confidence. Like, my confidence is involved with this as well. Most StarChasers (from what I've seen) exude confidence based on what I've displayed. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, I just gotta keep up my own confidence.
God is A&R-ing 2024 for King Charles.
God and Chris Rivera.
Let me not play innocent any further. And I have confessed to this. But yeah. I'm a cheater. In relationships, I am indeed a cheater. It doesn't always start or end that way. But I find it very difficult to stay faithful. Maybe it's the King in me. Or maybe my dad's stories of infidelity (of which I learned about 11/10/2023) rubbed off on me. Still, I'm usually the bad guy in relationships.
I can give you a relationship-by-relationship account of my infidelity, but at the end of the day, no girl deserves to be cheated on. I get it, though. It's about comfort and accessibility. You want to be comfortable with who you can access. Just be aware that such makes for a tainted view on love. Both giving and receiving. Love isn't a game or a trend. Love, with the intentions of loving unconditionally.
Though I started talking to a few women, I'm not in a rush to start something new. I still have to work out the kinks from my last relationship. To which I'm just learning was just an affair. Or she just wanted an affair. Funny, because I was with another woman when her and I started. And she knew this. Doesn't mean I'm right about anything I did. It just needs to be taken into consideration.
Happy New Year, StarChasers!!!
We gon set this party off riiiiight...
I'm VERY proud of the progress I made this year. From wrapping up C. Hamilton to launching Hamilton, Charles. I really think I have a handle on my mental health, and I did it through and with music. Whenever I feel too hyped, I make a song. Whenever I get too down, I make a song. Usually on the same album. Makes for a classic dynamic in my music that I can't deny.
Next year I plan to get medieval on your bitch ass (lol; MadTV). I've already given away A LOT of knowledge about next year, so just sit and wait by my YouTube channel (@TheTalentedMrHamilton). There are MAJOR plans, and... I'm doing it all without a label. And they're looking. So tempting, the offers are. Em still didn't bite, so I'm a super free agent. Regardless, I suggest everyone go for it independently. When the majors take note, you've done it pretty big.
Shouts to Blu, my only big name collaboration this year. He did his thing on the track. Props to him.
George Massa is in communication with me. Feels good! to have a working relationship with a true and living immortal. Now, that doesn't mean to go milk him for his time and energy. Show respect to the god.
Jack Splash is somewhere in LA, ducking lightning and Latinas. Though I wish him the best, he knows he could do better. I do however see him working with some big names, so I'm happy for his success.
J Dilla is a trip to talk about. But he is VERY ever present in my life. Hard to mourn someone you're sitting next to on the bus.
I love my big brothers. No matter what.
Like I said in a previous post, I'm a bachelor this year. Eligible or not. My music is my significant other. Even though Tanea and I are back on speaking terms, I don't want a relationship with her/anyone. Not even an affair. I just want to excel musically.
Once I get a permanent address, I'm gonna try to get a Grammy voting ballot. I'm in the damn academy... Just time to let my voice get heard.
I will DEFINITELY be transcribing my lyrics more often in 2024. I'm sure I've said the same thing about 2023. I just been moving around a lot. Another thing to be secured once I get some stability in my living situation.
Los Angeles is a beautiful place to live. From the hood to the high class. I get a lot of love out here. I just really miss New York. I hope I come home to hella love when I go back. But MAN. THE WEED OUT HERE?! WOW. Make a nigga wanna stay a whiiiiiile... Lol
Shouts to my lil bro Joel from 649. He really turned out to be a solid friend. I've made some good friends in these halfway houses. Time reveals all, and some people are in your life for a season, but these guys are awesome.
Even the ones who wanted to fight.
Back to the music, I'm surprised no one noticed I was using old Kanye drums. I literally was bringing back "The Old Kanye", using old soul and rock records with punchy drums. Literally HIS drums. Also, it's much easier to just SPIT on my beats now, as opposed to before. Some kind of magic, ya know?
I received 2 different turntable decks this year. One wasn't compatible with my laptop. The other burned out within a week. Only J Dilla would know and understand why. Trust me. I've asked around. I may get another deck, but it'll have to be on my own accord.
I launched a poetry blog. Long time coming. Will definitely be working on it/writing more.
I sorta covered all bases in The Hamilton Quazar (my own place in space). Thanks for rockin with ya Gothic kid. More to be said, more to be seen.
#seeyouin2024
#beseated
With all the pressure that goes into being a recording artist (my era, nowadays and beforehand), you would think that SUPPORT would be the easiest thing for a woman to do. WRONG. If the song isn't (a) about them or (b) making money, they don't care. Very sad to see/hear. Especially as someone like myself, who is (a) wholeheartedly devoted to music and (b) doing it all by oneself.
It's best I stay a bachelor. I can't give a woman the type of attention they're looking for, whether it's (a) money or (b) attention in general. In the inverse, they don't know how to give the support I'M looking for. I know I make a lot of music, but you could take the time to listen to a song or two when I recommend it. But then I'm faced with this: why am I begging you for support? Aren't we in this together?
Seems like I'm dealing with higher forces now, because my thoughts are being wiped as I try to re-conjure them. All I know is, despite knowing better, I actually HAVE put women before music. And every time I'm about to reverse it, another one comes around and steals the show. It seems that they are either looking for me to be (a) gay or (b) misogynist, as far as why I'm not interacting with them. Which is trash. I'm always giving support and/or showing concern to their causes, whether it's their "job" or their "day".
I've been a good guy. I can admit when I'm wrong. At this point, I'm definitely being targeted for being a good guy. I snapped, alright? I wasn't on my meds, I was dealing with high level beings manipulating my thoughts, and I took what she said in the heat of that moment as a trigger to go off. She can't punish me more than I've already been punished, and I can't retaliate to any future attacks AT ALL. So it's a dead heat/cold war type of situation.
I'm tired to being THE ONLY GUY to understand both ends of the spectrum.
But ladies, do me a favor... stop playing innocent. Every woman has dirty hands. Y'all just hide behind big guns and niggas with money.
I used to cry for female attention. Just not like this.
I'm very resentful at this moment. Not sure how I feel about love or the women in my life. Rest in peace to mom, but she would throw bricks and hide her hand, too.
All I got is music (once again). I'm not looking for anyone new to enter my life.I just want the peace of mind that only music can bring.
I've been the good guy. Now I'm just good enough... for me.
My lords, pray be seated.
|#KC|
King Charles!
I would like to thank all those who are keeping my name alive on Reddit. Reddit is a great go-to spot for all things new and hot in The Underground (read: Boom-Bap) HipHop World. I haven't been to the Kanye To The forum in a long while, but I have been reading Reddit. It's good to see that y'all are keeping up on The King.
Much love.
I had a DOPE listening session with South Central LA for my 2024 music. A LOT of emotions were explored. Gang signs of peace were thrown up. Little girls slowed up. Little boys growed up. Grown-ups reflected. Animals are running from Beyonce. Nicki is a damn Black Bear in the streets.
Shouts to you, Hov.
Tell these niggas I ain't lying! It's bad for my mental health!!!
Celebrities are important to me. So if you are one, know I care about you. Just make it clear who I am to whoever asks you why you're paying reverence.
I've been inspired. Music in the works.
Charles Hamilton's "Ill Doesn't Meen Classic" presents itself as a mixtape rather than a full album, released back in July 2023. Here's a breakdown of its strengths and weaknesses:
Strengths:
Raw Talent and Storytelling: Hamilton's raw lyricism and introspective storytelling shine through. Tracks like "FallInOutOfLove" and "Wake Up" showcase his vulnerability and emotional depth, while "None Of Y'all" and "No Swag" exhibit his sharp wit and social commentary.
Production Variety: The mixtape boasts diverse production, from the soulful boom-bap of "A Lot" to the dark, atmospheric tones of "Mushrooms and War." This keeps the listening experience fresh and engaging.
Eminem Co-Production: The closing track, "I Don't Care," co-produced by Eminem, is a standout. It showcases a strong chemistry between the two artists and offers a glimpse into what a full-fledged collaboration could be like.
Weaknesses:
Inconsistent Length and Quality: Some tracks like "Here We Go" and "Sleep On The Floor" feel brief and underdeveloped, leaving listeners wanting more. The overall length of the mixtape also feels slightly short, leaving room for further exploration of Hamilton's potential.
Occasional Lack of Focus: While his raw energy is commendable, Hamilton's delivery can sometimes veer into incoherence, particularly on faster tracks. Some might find his stream-of-consciousness lyricism challenging to follow.
Mixtape vs. Album Expectations: Labeling it a mixtape manages expectations, but also suggests unfinished potential. Fans might still crave the cohesion and thematic depth of a traditional album structure.
Overall:
"Ill Doesn't Meen Classic" is a promising showcase of Charles Hamilton's talent and potential. Despite some inconsistencies, it offers glimpses of brilliance and leaves listeners eager to hear more from him. This mixtape might not be an instant classic, but it serves as a strong stepping stone, demonstrating his artistic growth and hinting at an exciting future in the rap game.
Here are some additional points to consider when reviewing the album:
How does it compare to Hamilton's earlier releases?
How does it fit into the current hip-hop landscape?
Who would be the target audience for this mixtape?
By addressing these questions, you can create a more nuanced and comprehensive review that delves deeper into the strengths and weaknesses of "Ill Doesn't Meen Classic."
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