NIE WRACAM DO DOMU Lyrics – White Widow

NIE WRACAM DO DOMU Lyrics Meaning

[Intro: Aleshen]
This part kicks off with a confident tone. The artist is saying that while everyone else is still chasing dreams, he and his crew already have what others are running after. They’re ahead of the game, pushing harder than anyone expects. He feels like he’s getting closer to mastering his art, but the hunger for more is slowly changing him inside, even making him feel less human. There’s a reference to someone being sick and him knowing about medicine, hinting at street smarts or maybe a metaphor for coping. He jokes about having a prescription for weed and rushing to pharmacies, showing how he navigates life in his own way. He mentions a new version of himself (Shen) that’s still developing and takes a shot at others’ weak rap skills, comparing them to someone who can’t even write properly.

[Refren: Aleshen]
Here, he reflects on how smoking trees (weed) messes with his mind. He doesn’t want to go home because it’s full of drama waiting for him. Out in the streets, he finds what he needs — maybe peace, maybe escape — like a kind of therapy. But at the same time, there’s something growing inside him that’s eating him alive, like he’s waking up to parts of himself he can’t control. He feels like he’s beyond anyone’s control now, caught between total freedom and crashing into rehab. He doesn’t care where he ends up — nothing feels too far for him. He’s shaped by the tough streets, raised by concrete, and he’s deep into the hustle — even comparing it to moving meat, but not doing diets like keto, just grinding nonstop. Others try but can’t keep up — he sees them as weak. He’s rising fast, faster than time itself, and won’t fake it for the music scene. He’s running wild through the city with his crew, and together, they bring chaos.

[Zwrotka 1: Bary, Kosior]
This verse is about moving with purpose and not just making noise for the moment. After years of grinding, they’ve found what they really want from life. There’s a line where a girl calls him “choker” because of how he grabs her — kind of a raw, edgy way of saying he’s in control. In contrast, she calls someone else “Joker” because he’s never funny or impressive. His wallet’s getting fatter, and he’s stepping over the snakes — the fake people. He doesn’t even bother with the weak stuff anymore, saying he’s too focused. Each of them in the crew has a crazy, bold style, and even though they’re full (rich, successful), they still want more. He knows what he’s doing and how to carry himself, and he’s done letting irrelevant people get in his way. His neighborhood still stands by him, and he’s stayed solid with Shen since way back. Whatever gets thrown at them, they handle it. He’s got demons — maybe addictions or inner struggles — that tempt him with flashy things like Dior, and he knows they might destroy him one day. He compares his life to a game like *Sekiro*, which is tough and solo. But those struggles help sharpen his style. And when it comes to threats, he’s not worried — it’s clear they’re not coming from the people talking.

[Refren: Aleshen]
Once again, he opens up about how the weed is messing with his head, showing the emotional weight he carries. He avoids going home because there’s always some kind of fight or problem waiting for him. Out on the streets, he finds comfort, even therapy, in his lifestyle. But awakening that side of him — the street, the hustle, the pain — also eats away at him inside. He says he’s out of anyone’s control, walking a line between freedom and collapse. He doesn’t care where life takes him because nothing feels too far anymore. The streets raised him, and that foundation keeps him grounded. He talks again about being in the grind, not doing trendy stuff like keto diets but sticking to the real hustle. Others try but just end up looking silly, like bacon. He’s at the top fast, and he’s not here to play games with the industry. He and his squad are moving wild in the city, bringing intensity and shaking things up.

[Zwrotka 2: Macias, Chłopiec]
This part dives into how his lifestyle changes depending on his mood — even switching up his watches. He likes to blow money on flashy, expensive stuff, like cars, clothes, and girls. He compares his crew (WW, Shen) to characters from a game, saying others are stuck in one place while they’re living like something out of a fantasy. His words hit hard, like a powerful kick to the head, and their style is unique — they don’t copy anyone. He challenges others to prove they have guts if they want to join his circle. He makes money not just through typical ways but through real hustle. He calls out weak rappers who only rap because someone hyped them up with lies. He doesn’t take their words seriously because their whole image doesn’t even make sense to him. People want to peek into his wallet, and he’s fine with that — but only if they’re willing to submit completely and do whatever he says. Even though he had a home, he was really raised by the streets. His relationship with the streets is love and hate. Whether rich or poor, it doesn’t matter to him. He proudly says he’s from Łódź and doesn’t hide or fake anything. What you see is what you get, and he believes everything that happened before was just preparing him for what’s next.

[Refren: Aleshen]
Again, he talks about how smoking affects his thoughts and why he avoids going home — it’s filled with problems. The streets, despite the chaos, give him what he needs. They’re a kind of therapy even though they awaken a side of him that’s hard to deal with. He feels like no one can control him now. He’s in a space between wild freedom and total crash, like being caught between control and rehab. Wherever life leads him doesn’t scare him — he’s used to being tough and raised by concrete. He’s still deep in the grind, not about following diet trends or faking it. Others try but just end up being jokes. He’s climbing fast, and he doesn’t need to play nice with the scene. He’s on the move in the city, and with his crew Shen, WW, and BaHu, they’re out here shaking things up hard.