This is a song about "Difficult"

I'll never call you bitch again

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,

It's difficult to let it go, i'm startin' to loose my hair cause i stay worry,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

And wonder why things are so difficult

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Must become difficult to stand in position whilst they

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Hazy sounds make it difficult to concentrate

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

I've learned how to earn, it wasn't difficult to discern

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

It's difficult to fight someone, who has his own destiny