This is a song about "Infinite pain"

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

I've got infinite ammunition, a verbal expedition

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Didn't understand it then, that life ain't infinite

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Infinite run on sentence, the mic is my pendant bringing vengeance,

Has infinite symmetry

Fuck that now trying get the money

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

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

To understand these infinite rhymes you can not have a finite mind, my

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try