I wen tink lidis: “God goin judge da peopo dat do wass right, an da peopo dat do wass wrong. Cuz get one bestes time fo do eryting, One time fo eryting dat happen.”
He make eryting happen jalike suppose to happen, fo da time wen suppose to happen. He make peopo tink bout wat maybe goin happen bumbye, but dey no can undastan eryting dat God stay do from da start till da end.
God jalike one house owna dat eat, den go lock da door fo go sleep. Den you guys goin stan outside an start fo knock da door an tell, ‘Eh Boss, try open da door fo us!’ But he goin tell you guys, ‘I donno who you guys o wea you guys come from!’
You young guys, stay good inside wen you young. Inside, yoa heart make you dance an sing. Do wat you like do, An see wat you like see. But no foget, dat fo all dis stuff, Bumbye God goin judge you.
