This is a song about "Talk no more"

If you can't look up at yourself

No more wishing at wells

I'm not afraid no more

That's what rains for

What is hittin' for

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

If we talk your lines, well they stink more than a sewer.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

No more sad song on pianos

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Who shows her face no more

What preceded was the clue

Bitch no more missing you