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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 546 | 2020-11-20 13:44:29 | 72.16 | 99% |
| 523 | 2020-11-18 12:40:16 | 62.49 | 98% |
| 211 | 2020-07-04 13:25:34 | 53.44 | 95% |