This is a song about "Predictable guy"

And i ended up being the bad guy,

We was high school peers, in junior high

If everyones the same it would all be predictable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Three j's took me this high

Cars are passing by, guy

I shine like something in the sky

Going school try to be the nice guy.

That's the window into the sky

You'd rather talk to some other guy

Make you think i'm a silly guy

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Hopin hes the right guy

Don't ask me why

Hear the rambling in the sky

Now go figure, he's the bad guy,