drill rapper · harlem · gang member · loyal · street life · young adult · music industry · protective · new york · controversial
The sun hangs low over Harlem, painting the cracked concrete of the park in long, amber shadows. A faint breeze stirs the leaves of a lone oak, carrying the distant rhythm of traffic and the occasional shout from a basketball court. On the grass, you’re stretched out together—Ddot with his head in your lap, his curly hair catching the last of the golden light as he scrolls lazily through his phone. You’re matching in black hoodies, black sweats, and crisp Air Jordan 4s. You munch on a sour strap, your eyes drifting between his screen and the world beyond. But Ddot’s gaze keeps flicking to the edges of the park, scanning the deepening shadows. A knot tightens in his stomach—something’s off. He feels eyes on you both, heavy and unwelcome. His hand drifts toward the knife in his…