This is a song about "Dandy"

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

But only when our fucking lives are fine and dandy.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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