Lyrics

She took the A train down to the inner-city
Searching for salt tryin hard to keep it pretty
Gonna spend the weekend with her Mom and the kiddy
But she needed that fix to calm the committee

When that 1st shot came she knew she was un-witty
Cause the boss in town popped crazy in her ditty
Then that bubble gum punch hit with such gritty
Could’nt wake her up

What a pity

You can’t believe all the trouble she left behind
That child of her’s might as well been blind
Cause her momma couldn’t keep it up
She had enough dang trouble keeping up her own stuff
Left to the streets she went that way
Just like her momma still selling today
Hope somebody’s listening

This I pray

Same ole story
One billion times
Folks get High
High gets blind
Everybody loses
Ain’t nobody win
An everlasting death lost in sin