Jealousy Feat. Jelly Roll & Brabo Gator

Be Great

Looking For Myself

Blackballed

Until I Burn

The Great Depression

Where Were You

Call you

The Weed Man

i open my eyes up; theres somebody sleeping in the bed next to mine
but i don't recognize em; couple nurses coming in the room to check on me
and maybe shed light, tell me where i am
my legs are too long for this twin size bed
she said i need rest, time to take my meds
it's gonna be a long thirty days ahead
i went for my phone, but its gone
she said the staff searched everything i own
they confiscate my razor, my cologne
they made me sign a waiver, i can't call home
so now im praying to the light on the fire alarm
thinking to myself "look what ive become"
the tears on my face taste like alcohol
im crawled up in a ball, fighting my withdrawals

[hook]
i was staring in the mirror and the man i saw
was appalled at the wrong ive done
and its never been as clear as it is right now
i was powerless all life long
im ready for recovery; trying to break these chains
ready for recovery; trying to escape Twin Lakes

[2]
its six am... and i don't got an appetite for breakfast
i cant make friends... cause i dont think that i know who i am yet
i flick my cigarette ash, im scared of talking group
a girl across the room is saying how she got abused
younger kids are laughing like its funny, i am not amused
i need to mind my business, that's the type of attitude im trying to lose
told my counselor, i think that i fell out of love of living
i drink crown by the gallon jug, not an ounce of fuck is giving
buzzed without the fun, now im just a violent drunk
and if i dont want to get sober, then its all over
i just hope my higher power shows forgiveness
victim of this drug abusive life i live
lose my mind and then another suicide attempt
so i turn my willing life over to you to drive again
im just hoping i got time to undo the wrong i did

[hook]

its never too late

if you're reading this and want to change, you can do it.  lets start now and not tomorrow

ktran - twin lakes [rittz] chopped and screwed

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It’s easy to relate to someone who has shared the same experiences and endeavored the same struggles of societies misfits and outcasts. Especially when you yourself have a story that burrows deep in emotions throughout darker chapters of your life. Burden, often refers to himself and his listeners as “The Underdogs”, meaning the less fortunate, the misunderstood, and the more corrupted. He demonstrates pride in these features with his filterless honesty in which has been known to get him into trouble every now and again. But that might be just the thing that makes him stand out even more as an artist. 

Born Kenneth Bartels in Akron, Ohio, Burden had seen his father only a few times he can recall before his mother needing to rehabilitate herself from hard drug use took him and his sister Jessica to Tampa, Florida when he was around the age of 5. Where they would then begin a new life.

“I feel like all of it was for a reason. You have to understand there is no good without bad. I believe firmly in blessings whether they are bold and obvious or covered in disguise It’s funny but this damn Joe Dirt line sticks with me. he says; “you just gotta keep on keepin on man”. And that’s something I try to demonstrate, drive,” says Burden.
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