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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 484 | 2020-11-01 03:40:33 | 98.24 | 99% |
| 277 | 2020-08-11 22:26:29 | 93.56 | 97% |
| 90 | 2020-06-29 03:57:36 | 86.70 | 99% |