I kon sey, “My own don finish, bikos evry word wey dey komot from my mout, na sin full am and I dey stay with pipol wey all dia words na sin and naw, I don use my eyes si Oga God wey bi di king wey get pawa.”
All dis bad tins kon turn di pipol to fool and dem nor get sense again. So, disgrace go follow doz wey dey make juju, bikos di juju na lie-lie and dem nor get life at-all.
My friends, I nor won make una dey boast about unasef. So I go tell una wetin happen to Israel pipol. Some among dem sturbon well-well and na so dem go bi until di nomba for Gentile pipol wey God wont, don komplete.