Komu w drogę temu pass

Song Meaning

The track opens with a sense of extended, almost surreal time passing, where the narrator feels like "seven hours" have gone by, and the "phase is long as from here to Łódź." This sets a hazy, perhaps drug-induced, atmosphere. The narrator mentions "Jan Twitterowicz" and "my kids are fans," hinting at a persona that is both online and cultivating a young audience, while also expressing concern about their "liver state" from smoking "just grass." The repeated phrase "Wspólną siłą damy radę" (With our common strength, we'll manage) acts as a recurring, almost ironic, mantra against the backdrop of personal indulgence and self-doubt. The core tension seems to revolve around escapism and the consequences of indulgence. The repeated questioning in the bridge – "Why are you angry?" "Why did you go there?" – suggests an internal or external conflict, a confrontation with someone or something the narrator is trying to avoid. The chorus, "Komu w drogę temu pass" (Whoever is on the road, let them pass/have a pass), becomes a refrain of dismissal or perhaps a justification for moving on, letting things slide, or simply getting through it. It’s a phrase that implies a certain resignation, an acceptance of things as they are, or a desire to avoid confrontation by simply letting people go their own way. The lyrics employ a striking juxtaposition of high-brow and low-brow cultural references. Young Leosia compares the bass to "Philip Glass" and her own style to "minimal bass," while also referencing "Anonim Gall" writing "chronicles of a party" and dancing "like Anna Pavlova." This contrasts sharply with the more grounded, almost mundane imagery of "smoking grass," "getting drunk," and "waking up from the couch." The phrase "Ziomalom tutaj już urwał się film" (The homies here have lost it/the movie has ended for them) captures this sense of a party spiraling out of control, where reality blurs, and the only thing that matters is the next drink, the "Bękarty wojny trzymają drin" (Inglourious Basterds are holding a drink) – a darkly humorous image of people holding onto their drinks like weapons. This track hits hard because it captures a specific, often unspoken, feeling of navigating life's pressures through a haze of substances and fleeting connections. The blend of self-awareness about potential health issues and the embrace of a party lifestyle creates a compelling, if unsettling, portrait. The repeated chorus acts as a sonic anchor, a mantra that both dismisses problems and acknowledges their presence, leaving the listener with a sense of unresolved momentum, much like the "long phase" the narrator describes.