So God ansa, “Bikos of di wiked tins wey dem don do to pipol wey nor get help and di pains wey poor pipol dey face, I go do sometin; I go fight for dem, bikos na so dem wont make I do since.”
Nor sopraiz wen dem dey opress poor pipol or as bad judgement dey kover good judgement. Dis na bikos, di lowa ofisas must do wetin dia senior ofisas orda dem to do.
Naim e shaut, ‘Papa Abraham, make yu sorry for mi, abeg send Lazarus make e put en finger for wota kon tosh my mout, bikos I dey sofa inside dis fire.’