[Interlude]
Shawshank Redemption Clip

[Verse Interlude]
Mildred coming on the mic
Introduce you to my solo mixtape
Timberland’s on, lets go

[Verse: Mildred]
It seems every glimmer of hope is a fake reality
Moved and amused on how I can groove others with musicality
I hold respect for my idols, but realistically they’re dream shatterers
And I expect rivals, but realistically they’re deemed amateurs
Though I’m still a rookie, mobs and doubters came and shook me
Australian rapper so the labels will overlook me
It’s tougher when you’re smothered in others gutter
DRose is proof that even the number one suffer
On a side note it’s easily to steal a girls heart when you’re organized
Another note, I run the duels, I’m a killer on the mic
I grew up a pest, so for hope I looked to mystics
I queue up my best, but nope, I’m hooked on being pessimistic
Stakes are high, I’m spitting raw till they saw well done
Emcee’s like me are an endangered species, analyse that Big Pun
I’m a sick one, and it ain’t an act, I aim my gun at tricks son
Mildred’s solo run, non-fiction, get your fucking fix son