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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7685 | 2020-05-07 04:11:22 | 165.65 | 99% |
6993 | 2020-03-14 08:35:43 | 156.15 | 99% |
6065 | 2019-03-18 22:00:50 | 148.09 | 98% |