This is a song about "Difficult"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

And wonder why things are so difficult

Life is good, simple, so dont make this shit difficult

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Even though it's difficult, we say the same thangs rhyming,

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

Gets harder than rihanna when

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

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

And wonder why things are so difficult

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Is it really that difficult to apprehend?

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,