Everything is pointless

[Intro]

(Feng, Feng, Feng)

[Verse]

Everything is pointless

Upping the score, but I don't care what the points says

I can fuck your bitch, but I don't know what the point is

I ain't makin' music, I'm just makin' noises

Hoppin' out of Royces

You could do the same if you made the right choices

Better pick your poison

Chelsea or its Croydon

'Gyaldem and the 'boydem

Just fuck it, thought I'd join in

Then you get some little kids and you can't avoid them

All this flyin' past your head, duckin' like its Hoisin

Early mother bank accounts, only putting coins in

Your mother's bank account is empty?

Damn, that's disappointing