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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5677 | 2020-08-31 15:22:38 | 169.95 | 100% |
| 3119 | 2020-04-24 22:49:15 | 151.33 | 99% |