12 Wiked men dey opress my pipol and doz wey borrow dem money, don turn to dia oga. My pipol, una leaders dey lead una anyhow and naw, una nor know di rite road wey una suppose follow.
God don konfuse dem; dem dey give wrong advise and evritin wey Egypt pipol dey do, nor dey rite at-all and naw, di pipol dey stagga like drunkard man wey sleep on-top en vomit.
di Oga wey bi una God dey defend una naw sey, “I dey take di cup wey I give una with vexnashon. Una nor go drink di wine wey dey make una stagga again.
Di profet dem dey lie; di priests dey rule as dem like and my pipol like am like dat. But di day wey wahala and distroshon go start, na where dem go run go for help?
Dis na wetin God tok: “Una wey bi lie-lie profets dey make my pipol sin! If pesin give una food chop, una go sey make peace dey with am, but doz wey nor give una, una go won fight dem.
Make una leave dem! Dem bi blind pipol wey dey show blind pipol road. If pesin wey blind dey show anoda blind pesin road, two of dem go fall inside gutta.”
“But e go bad for una wey dey tish di law and una Farisee pipol, una wey dey pritend! Una klose door make pipol nor for fit enter God Kingdom! Unasef nor won enter and una nor won make odas enter.