This is a song about "Thrills"

You make me lose thrills, cuz you have no skills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

The act thrills all of my senses

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Bypassing my actions to spill/ blood, splashing in thrills

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Now fuck what people think im doin it for the thrills

Problem solving, extracurricular thrills, you'll slowly dissolve like my flow needs to chill.

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

You think that these are truly all of life's thrills

Theses ill thrills i spill will help lead me to the famous route

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

And i got guys with eyes so dead they look to me for their thrills