This is a song about "Difficult"

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Hazy sounds make it difficult to concentrate

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

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

And wonder why things are so difficult

And wonder why things are so difficult

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Even when difficult, in a world cynical

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

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn