This is a song about "Dandy"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

But only when our fucking lives are fine and dandy.