This is a song about "Infinite jest"

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

I jest just like i'm possessed by my fright

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

My speed is infinite double that and your still behind

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

Well how can i stop, if its infinite

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

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

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip