This is a song about "Dandy"

But only when our fucking lives are fine and dandy.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

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