But wen I look eryting I get, from wat my hands stay do, An wat I work fo get, You know wat?! No make sense all dat—jalike I stay chase da wind! I no mo notting unda da sun dat goin las!
An dis one real bad ting Dat make you sick fo tink bout um: Cuz erybody come jalike dey go— Naked, wit notting! Wat dey goin get fo dat? Dey bus ass, but all dey goin get, jalike da wind.
Poho fo one guy get eryting inside dis world, but da guy end up cut off from God foeva, an no mo da real kine life inside. You tink you rich enuff fo buy back yoa life?