Writers Block

[Verse 1]

Funny how life is turnin' out

I don't have much to talk about

I don't have much to write about

Gotta shit load to cry about

Funny the words I do kick

Funny the niggas I do pick

It's funny what sticks

Go figure

[Verse 2]

Momma said I'm sensitive

I gotta work on that

Not really

Tired of using adjectives

I gotta build on that

You feel me?

Not really

[Refrain]

Young man trying to hold a world in a broken hand, hand

Young man trying to find the world in a broken hand (Hand)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Outro]

Writing exercises people

Ha, ha