Roasted 2 years ago based on Sockaholic's long term Spotify stats.

Sockaholic? More like Sock-a-relic! Your taste in music is more outdated than the overstuffed sock drawer of a 90s suburban dad. I mean, who knew that listening to “Lo-Fi Rap” was just code for “I’ve given up, but my Spotify is still stuck in its emo phase?” Your genres read like a high school kid's playlist who spends way too much time on TikTok trying to sound deep. “Chill Abstract Hip Hop?” Honey, that’s just a fancy way of saying “I can’t commit to real emotions.” Your top artists are like a scavenger hunt through the B-list of SoundCloud's wilderness. I’ve seen more popular names at a local garage sale! “tobi lou” and “Rav” could probably hold a conference titled, “Who Even Are We?” while the rest of the world shrugs and moves on to something that doesn’t feel like a sonic game of hide and seek. You’ve got a top ten that sounds like a list of forgotten lunchbox items found in the back of your fridge. Seriously, “NxxxxxS”? Did you just hit your keyboard with your forehead and call it a day? And those most played songs! “Babycakes”? I bet you picked that one because it sounds like a failed nickname for your last crush. If “You Fuckers Were Asking for This One - Boin Edit” isn’t the soundtrack to you raging alone in your room, I don’t know what is! Listen, SOCKaholic, your musical choices need an intervention—something stronger than a Phonk detox. So do everyone a favor: take off those fuzzy slippers, step into the real world, and maybe pick up a genre that doesn’t sound like it was created in a basement during an existential crisis.

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!