Eh, my braddahs an sistahs, watch out! Make shua dat nobody get one pilau kine attitude, da kine wea dey no trus God, an da kine attitude wea dey tell God, da One dat stay alive fo real kine, “Laytas wit you!”
Whoeva trus da Good Stuff Bout Me an get baptize, God goin take dem outa da bad kine stuff dey do. But whoeva no trus dat, God goin tell dey gotta take da blame fo all da bad kine stuff dey wen do.
You know, befo time I wen talk real stink an bulai bout God, an make his peopo suffa, an bus um up. But no matta, Jesus still yet wen give me chance, cuz I neva know wat I stay do, an I neva trus him dat time.
Da way I live befo time, I neva know da Rules. Den bumbye, I find out dat God tell dat get tings I not suppose to do—an right den an dea, jalike all da bad kine stuff inside me wen wake up an make me like do dose tings real bad!
“Wen Da Kokua Guy come, he goin show da peopo inside da world how dey jam up. Dat mean, da Kokua Guy goin show peopo dat dey do bad kine stuff, an dat dey no do wat stay right, an dat God goin be dea Judge.