SZA — 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 Tryna hold a world in a broken hand Young man Tryna find the world in a broken hand Yeah, yeah [Outro] Writing exercises people Ha, ha