This is a song about "I got no fucking love"

We aint got no one to be fucking fearing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days

And i got them gold bottles, first place

If north is up and south is down

I don't want no fucking crown

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

And i got mad love to give

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

I got no friends with no ends

I think you and your friends

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

To himself, doesn't need no fucking help, he's got quarrels of lyrics,

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

I love you but wanna kill you, fucking bitch