God's woman, what's on? I know things seem up sometime You stressed out and you can't handle the Sometime it feels you lacking the guidance And you know what to do but stay strong And keep in mind that he always you, it's what it is
Josephine, the times are tough to me you just won't get enough The won't wash away your sins You'll be here to do all over again
Come on, yo, I know this chick from the hood Courtney Cox And her is easy to pick like faulty locks She's awfully hot, asshole burning like She used to be thick, like where the hell her ass go
Started smoking weed and graduated to the Thought she could quit but her calculations wasn't right Infatuated with the life of dope fiends and pushers Prostituting for old pimps who mack
dope in the cook, searching for her vein Tracks all over her arms, she never felt the The on her back is now a gorilla Fiending for a hit knowing one day gon' kill her
The clinic didn't help she just another black woman Destroying her image and her health Got me thinking to myself, damn, how can this I her on the corner, nodding off, sniffin' and scratching
Josephine, the are getting tough Seems to me you won't get enough The rain won't wash your sins You'll be to do them all over again
She up with an urge to get high the same routine needing the mood of fix to get by So she for her purse, grab the bag and the needle Tie a her arm and start shooting up the diesel
Had a flesh back, screwing some up in his hashback The night before, body sore, holding her ass crack A regular John, she met her Tom She out with the syringe still stuck in her arm
a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind From the of the world, feeling cursed by mankind Uh, caught up in a desperate rage, was blessed AIDS her appetite, hardly slept in days
Now too late, praying to Jesus, she fucked around With the wrong contaminated with diseases Two months pregnant, carrying her fetus But found her on Broad, in the dumpster, behind the cleaners
Josephine, the are getting tough to me you just won't get enough The won't wash away your sins be here to do them all over again
Yo, what your momma gonna of you girl? Her baby's all doped up, strung out on the world make some quick cash for a hit of that stash Listen, baby, you up much too fast
Uh, goes out to every project and every ghetto For those getting high, using on every level Living life, day and night, getting stoned You better leave drugs alone, feel me?
Up all night, the party lights Finger popping and party All of your so called are leading you down the wrong road Leading you back to crack, it's a known
And it is time you need me be there to help ya I'll be your leaning pole you're falling down be there when you're falling down, sooner or later, oh yeah