This is a song about "No more meth"

I don't wanna live no more

And you ain't gotta go to war

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

Then the world ain't no trick no more

I miss ya... cuz your here no more,

That's just the beginning of war

And tell 'em there's no more games,no more

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

No more sad song on pianos

Nobody thinks about the dad no more 

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Too bad some of your friends didn't make it cause they wanted more meth,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Miss you more with no bounce