This is a song about "Bioshock infinite"

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

See these little thugs grew up and thought there infinite potential,

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

#infinite syllables breathing the life into these cold hearted melodies

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

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

From "infinite" down to the last "relapse" album

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

With all that infinite wisdom, can't you come up with better shit.

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

I'm #distant #at #infinite on my own #beautiful #planet

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit