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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2327 | 2018-03-23 17:22:03 | 67.27 | 97% |
1610 | 2018-02-07 15:55:10 | 62.86 | 98% |