Текст песни besad - catch u

come on go burn it, I smoked
add not a lot of swing to us it means a lot
none of us bangs, we do not fly into the distribution
and whoever has filled up will feel only recoil
catch the feed hat yeah bro it's wood
the grass is not what it used to be
Uncle changed us, obviously fucked up, the truth
between the fourth and the fifth to get what is hidden
where the paths led, they saw us in the web
apparently may mania your eyes, myself
words on the minus, smoke on the bottom, wind in our sails
wots up brother?