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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1805 | 2018-06-19 20:30:39 | 103.49 | 98% |
1567 | 2018-05-26 19:59:45 | 100.86 | 98% |
1436 | 2018-05-06 20:13:59 | 98.30 | 98% |