God's woman, what's going on?

I know things seem messed up sometime

You stressed out and you can't handle the situation

Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance

And you don't know what to do but stay strong

And keep in mind that he always loves you, it's what it is Josephine, the times are getting tough

Seems to me you just won't get enough

The rain won't wash away your sins

You'll be here to do them all over again Come on, yo, I know this chick from the hood named Courtney Cox

And her brain is easy to pick like faulty locks

She's awfully hot, *** burning like tobasco

She used to be thick, it's like where the hell her ass go Started smoking weed and graduated to the pipe

Thought that she could quit but her calculations wasn't right

Infatuated with the life of dope fiends and crack pushers

Prostituting for old pimps who mack hookers Putting dope in the cook, searching for her vein

Tracks all over her arms, she never felt the pain

The monkey on her back is now a gorilla

Fiending for a hit knowing one day it's gon' kill her The clinic didn't help she just another young black woman

Destroying her pretty image and her health

Got me thinking to myself, damn, how can this happen?

I seen her on the corner, nodding off, sniffin' and scratching Josephine, the times are getting tough

Seems to me you just won't get enough

The rain won't wash away your sins

You'll be here to do them all over again She wakes up with an urge to get high

Everyday the same routine needing the mood of fix to get by

So she reaches for her purse, *** the bag and the needle

Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the diesel Had a flesh back, screwing some dude up in his hashback

The night before, body still sore, holding her ass crack

A regular John, she met her through Tom

She passed out with the syringe still stuck in her arm Dying a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind

From the troubles of the world, feeling cursed by mankind

Uh, caught up in a desperate rage, was blessed with AIDS

Lost her appetite, hardly slept in days Now it's too late, praying to Jesus, she *** around

With the wrong penis contaminated with diseases

Two months pregnant, carrying around her fetus

But they found her on Broad, in the dumpster, behind the cleaners Josephine, the times are getting tough

Seems to me you just won't get enough

The rain won't wash away your sins

You'll be here to do them all over again Yo, what your momma gonna think of you girl?

Her little baby's all doped up, strung out on the world

Tryna make some quick cash for a hit of that stash

Listen, baby, you growing up much too fast Uh, this goes out to every project and every ghetto

For those getting high, using drugs on every level

Living your life, day and night, getting stoned

You better leave those drugs alone, feel me? Up all night, under the party lights

Finger popping and party hopping

All of your so called friends are leading you down the wrong road

Leading you back to crack, it's a known fact And it is time that you need me

I'll be there to help ya

I'll be your leaning pole when you're falling down

I'll be there when you're falling down, sooner or later, oh yeah