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