This is a song about "Fuck clarence"

They bringing me fish and chips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Actions speak louder than words

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Fuck being counterfeit

Bitch i'm the shit

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck