This is a song about "No more miracles"

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

No more assignments, only horseplay

Army stance, ready for war

One day you'll be dead and no more

You’re not wanted here no more

Of impactful things one can ask for

The only one known to have perform miracles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

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

No more prison and cells

If you can't look up at yourself

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

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

Aint no room for one more

Girl, what you grabbing cash for