Winson was leaving the town...... He knew, He was impatient...... this black nigro ain't no friend of no crowd.... deep down his thoughts download..... mics 🎤 fell into his hands...nigga spill like he was a god damn crud.....walking around with a sad mood...he could see his crown 👑 and throne, no need to be rude' ..... feigning on the trenches, this nigga deed good...... bridge Winson was leaving the town + 3 he knew he was impatient ... no family young nigga try to come out the moud......