Wyclef Jean. Justice

[Verse 1]If you’re 17 and you’re wearing a hoodieYou’re on your phone talking to your shawtyMake no mistake, there’s one like you in every cityYou know the storyHe gonna creep up, from behind,Have you leave earth before your timeBy the time, oh for sureHe gonna say he was so scaredThat he shot you up[Hook]He could have been the next presidentHe could have been the next Steve JobHe could have