This is a song about "Infinite"

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

Killing instrumentals, sick your mental, infinite potential,

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

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

#infinite syllables breathing the life into these cold hearted melodies

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

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

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

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

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

My speed is infinite double that and your still behind

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

A wondrous universe with infinite potential