This is a song about "No more fights"

No more sad song on pianos

X's and o's, you must be the rose

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Who did it before

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I don't wanna live no more

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

More fights occurring here then the streets of cold ukraine

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

Aint no room for one more

So tell me why are we at war

Lower than my credit score

You’re not wanted here no more

And there's little to be glad for

Nobody thinks about the dad no more