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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7443 | 2020-08-08 17:53:12 | 109.33 | 99% |
6226 | 2020-06-15 21:49:37 | 102.60 | 98% |
596 | 2019-08-30 21:45:39 | 69.30 | 97% |
245 | 2019-08-18 20:01:43 | 80.41 | 98% |