“Na like dis di matter take end. But for mi, Daniel, my mind kon dey disturb mi well-well and I kon kover my face bikos I dey fear. But I still keep evritin to mysef.”
Make doz wey dey wise, undastand dis tins. Make doz wey get sense, listin well-well. God ways dey true and e dey rite too and pipol wey dey raitious, dey follow am as dem dey live dia life. But doz wey dey sin, go stagga fall.