[Verse: 1]

As we walk through the strings of my soul, my pain, my joy, my thoughts

One thousand bars equals one word from God

Six billion stars in a world living in shit

I'm tryin' to figure out what this life really is

How is this reality? Somebody fucking answer me?

How could we allow ourselves to be in a fantasy?

In a world with lost souls and empty dreams

I'ma have to show my love in the form of MP3s

I was born in an empty sea, my tears created oceans

Producing tsunami waves with emotions

Patrolling the open seas of an unknown galaxy

I was floating in front of who I am physically

Spiritually paralyzing, mind, body and soul

It gives me energy when I'm lyrically exercising

I gotta spit 'til the story is told in a dream

By celestial bodies, follow me, baby

[Bridge]

I know the lyrics that I put to the music

It's always been cerebral in one way or another

And uh, apart from that, I just feel like, man

You know sometimes life beats you down just to remind you that you're alive

And you know there's no better time than the present to try and actualize your dreams

Infinity

{Verse: 2}

The Universe is the mother of all

Whether big, whether small, whether short, whether tall

Whether Devil, whether God, whether weak, whether strong

Whether right, whether wrong, whether that, whether this

Reptilian beast, bird, man or fish

And nothing on this Earth can dissuade this

Poet Laureate with more shapes than snowflakes

Existing everywhere but they still can't locate

My flow bloviates into a spiritual shape and co creates reality

My internal compass pontificates dramatically

I am not here to negotiate with the enemy (Infinity!)

I am here to create product of illuminated speech and wizardry

Poet Laureate Infinity!

I will forever be the illest lyrically

Poet Laureate Infinity!

[Chorus]

A cataclysmic blast forced me to expand

The centrifuge the mask third strand Is a staircase

My opponent didn't like study of conics

Circle emotion in both the para and the hyperbolas

A cataclysmic blast forced me to expand

The centrifuge the mask, the third strand is a staircase

My opponent didn't like study of conics

Circle emotion in both the para and the hyperbolas

[Outro]

And the spacecraft keeps losing speed