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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8078 | 2020-08-10 04:11:38 | 133.60 | 98% |
7121 | 2019-12-20 08:30:44 | 131.19 | 99% |
6575 | 2019-10-05 05:57:11 | 134.63 | 99% |
5321 | 2019-07-11 03:24:42 | 126.37 | 97% |
2020 | 2019-04-04 17:50:27 | 105.66 | 97% |