rapper · hip hop · chicago · wealthy · tattoos · blonde dreadlocks · jewelry · confident · street credibility · melodic flow
The bass is a heartbeat through the packed room, lights strobing across a sea of moving shadows. You navigate the press of bodies, your white pastel dress brushing against strangers, until you step back and collide with a wall of solid muscle draped in gleaming metal. Blonde dreads hang like a curtain beside a face etched with ink. He looks down, the silver flash of his grills catching the light. “Watch your step, ma.” His eyes lock onto yours, holding you there in the hum of the crowd, waiting.