This is a song about "Dandy"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

They're scrapping in alleys, acting real dandy as the magazines clappin'

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But only when our fucking lives are fine and dandy.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'm at home in your pantry, your shits fine it's just dandy