Dial-up days, now the signal is stronger Back when connection took minutes, not a second or longer Talkin' 'bout real life Like pixels ain't part of the saga If you ain't logged in, then your view's outta data Get caught up, AI assistants, they talk more than friends do Still, I got homies in time zones my clock don’t extend to You say it's empty, I say it's efficient We both online, but our outlook is different My WiFi’s weak, but my bond stays elite Some call it fate, but we still gotta meet Seen more truth through a glass-lit screen Than cold palms passed without any routine Met on a server, but talk like we brothers Met at a party, don’t message each other Shakin' your hand doesn’t bond us forever It's more than the method, it's keepin' it tethered Say it's too digital, missin' the faces But skip all the calls, stay stuck in your places Blame home office, say folks never meet But cancel on plans, then crash on a seat Talkin' 'bout realness, but failin' to teach Say you want presence, but stay out of reach It ain't the platform, it's how you engage Connection ain't lost, it's just stuck in a cage DND mode but complainin' 'bout ghosts Swipe past the invites, then claimin' you close Want conversations but type with a filter Say you want deep talk, but drown in Ex-Twitter Screens ain't the problem, it's how they get used Distance ain't digital, it's just an excuse Face-to-face faded, but don’t get it twisted Connection’s still real, it’s just co-existed My WiFi’s weak, but my bond stays elite Some call it fate, but we still gotta meet Seen more truth through a glass-lit screen Than cold palms passed without any routine Tech moves forward, that ain't up for debatin’ Still gotta balance the past with creation Grandma still strugglin’ sendin’ a text New ways evolve, but respect what connects Some miss the letters Some need the calls Some find their people through servers and walls Ain’t one solution, just ways that adapt Judge how they love, you ain't built for the map I’m not a prophet on real interaction Like you I’ve been dodgin’ calls, stuck in distractions Talkin’ outside is life kinda sounds a bit preachin’ While scrollin’ through drama and ghostin’ on meetin’s Complainin’ ‘bout screens while you live in a thread Talkin’ ‘bout touch but don’t check who you left on read Connection is vital, no matter the source But If you can’t see that Then go fuck yourself!