This is a song about "Infinite lyrics"

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

I'm such a wonder, contact the mic, infinite rhymes,

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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

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

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

I'm intricate and infinite and rolling with no syndicate/

Went out and had a church of kids

// waiting on next lyrics

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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