No matta I neva do notting wrong, He ack jalike I bulai. No matta I neva go agains him, Az jalike he shoot one arrow fo hurt me, An no mo notting goin make me come mo betta.’
Wat Christ tell stay true, an I know fo shua wat I tell stay true too, cuz I stay tight wit Christ. An nobody ova dea Akaia side can tell me shut up an no talk big bout all dat stuff.