This is a song about "Difficult"

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Difficult syllables not usually found typical

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Norman's at the pinnacle, and taking him down is difficult

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

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

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

But it's difficult to go hard like an old mans dick,

And wonder why things are so difficult

If you feel it, it must be real just

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Even when difficult, in a world cynical

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

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

And wonder why things are so difficult