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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1075 | 2017-11-06 16:21:22 | 65.48 | 96% |
837 | 2017-11-01 18:17:19 | 63.29 | 97% |
379 | 2017-10-25 13:57:45 | 57.28 | 95% |