What It Is?

I just don't understand
 Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead
 Wait, now what you say
 Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead, like
 What it is, like what the fuck
 I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
 You can't get a inch of this paper, baby, what
 Ever since I'm thumbing through them stacks
 I got them papercuts on my thumb
 Shuffle a bitch just like I'm Gambit, addict
 Lean all in my cup
 Momma knowin' that she raised a savage
 I was a demon from the jump
 Okay, like you claim that you know me
 Baby, you don't even know me
 Knock a rapper top right off the top like he Mick Foley
 Got a creep from the dead end live one sir
 Don't care so then I spoke it
 That little ho say she wouldn't love me
 My heart got a hole in it, controllin' it
 Sippin' on so much drink that I got motion sick
 One phone call to Tank, we leave it blank
 It's nice to know you, friend
 Fuck your bitch, make her say uh
 Boy, you know you ain't shit
 Like he claim he an opp but he's too broke to even know the nigga
 What it is, like what the fuck
 I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
 You can't get a inch of this paper, baby, what
 Ever since I'm thumbing through them stacks
 I got them papercuts on my thumb
 What it is, like what the fuck
 I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
 You can't get a inch of this paper, baby, what
 Ever since I'm thumbing through them stacks
 I got them papercuts on my thumb
 Okay, I'm high and I'm still on ten
 Pop a X pill now I feel dead
 Drop a God damn opp when another damn shot
 Now that fuck nigga better be dead
 Lil' mama she put it on her shoulder
 Knowing I'm old enough for her uncle
 Give her a double dose of this dick
 Like perc ten, man, she want one
 Okay, like Batman, bitch, I'm off of it
 Lookin' at the ground, where my coffin is
 Talk to the dead, my alter twin
 Pint of the Wock', my starter kit
 Switch up the play like an audible
 Body count, man, I slaughter hoes
 Make it go 'round like a 'round a go
 Money too big, can't stand for bro
 Gotta sing to the hoes like I'm Jodessy
 Funny how the dumb thot notice me
 Okay, like she claim that she bad
 But she too broke to even notice me, like
 What it is, like what the fuck
 I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
 You can't get a inch of this paper, baby, what
 Ever since I'm thumbing through them stacks
 I got them papercuts on my thumb
 What it is, like what the fuck
 I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed
 You can't get a inch of this paper, baby, what
 Ever since I'm thumbing through them stacks
 I got them papercuts on my thumb