There's an infestation in my mind's imagination. I hope they choke on smoke 'cause I'm smoking them out the basement. This is not rap, this is not hip-hop, just another attempt to make the voices stop. Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something 'cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to say nothing. This doesn't mean I lost my dream. It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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| 4316 | 2020-12-20 01:30:30 | 118.09 | 99% |
| 2991 | 2020-11-25 13:39:43 | 100.09 | 98% |