This is a song about "Difficult"

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And wonder why things are so difficult

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Hazy sounds make it difficult to concentrate

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Even when difficult, in a world cynical

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

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

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,

Know what? dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked

And wonder why things are so difficult