Human Reset

Born in Harlem, learned survival in the cold nights

Washington Heights raised me under street lights

Mama worked doubles, papi chasing green cards

Government cheese dinners turned boys into scarred hearts

Dominican blood running deep through my veins

But America taught us struggle came before dreams

Minority label stamped before we spoke

Tryna climb out the bottom while the system stayed broke

Neighbors on the benches used to laugh all day

Now the rent too high and everybody moved away

Corner stores changed, murals painted over pain

Luxury apartments built on top of our names

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And I swear…

Life felt richer when we had less

Now everybody flexing but depressed

What happened to the love?

What happened to the soul?

Everybody connected… but nobody close

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Maybe the world need a human reset

Too many people lost inside the internet

Families fading, hearts turning cold

Nobody talks anymore, they just scroll

I miss the holidays, music in the kitchen

Kids running through the hallways while the adults reminiscing

Now everybody leaves early, staring at screens

Living fake lives while they killing real dreams

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Covid changed the planet, people changed too

Masks came off and showed what we became truthfully

Anxiety rising, spirits disconnected

Everybody searching but nobody protected

Technology controlling every conversation

Validation became the new generation

No purpose anymore, just followers and trends

Fake smiles online while reality ends

I remember domino tables in the summer heat

Old heads giving wisdom from the passenger seats

Now silence fills the block that once raised me

Feels like the world forgot what humanity means

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[Bridge] (melodic / emotional buildup)

I don’t recognize this place anymore…

Same streets but they don’t feel like home anymore…

Everybody rushing but nobody living…

Too much taking… not enough giving…

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Maybe the world need a human reset

Before we lose what little humanity left

Before the children only learn love through a phone

Before a whole generation grows up alone

Cause money can’t replace those memories

Christmas nights with family energy

Back when we laughed without recording the scene

Back when life actually meant something to me