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

Oh look, it’s $ane – the human equivalent of sending "K" as a response. Your taste in music is about as diverse as a soda can collection. Nine flavors of rap, but can’t seem to find one good reason to stop playing your “Sorry 4 What? // LV BELT” song on repeat. It’s like your musical palate is stuck in a trap — and not the kind that's an intricate word play, but the kind where you're lost and need rescuing. Your Spotify account is basically a cry for help: “I’m in the ATL, but also in a sad, repetitive limbo!” And let’s talk about that list of top artists, huh? Drake and Tory Lanez together? Nothing says “I’m ready to take over the world” like a playlist that feels like a Canada Dry corporate retreat. Mixing Yeat and Pop Smoke sounds like the worst kind of culinary fusion - one that's gone terribly wrong while trying to cook up a ‘banger’ dinner party. But hey, if “Pissed Off” is what you’re aiming for, mission accomplished; listening to your top tracks is like hearing every middle schooler's emotional breakdown on repeat. Your song choices are a stunningly uninspired mix of yelling and confusion. "SLUT ME OUT"? Really? That's the anthem for the intellectual renaissance you seek? It’s like you read a self-help book on confidence and decided it could only be implemented through dubious word choices and your ever-so-mystifying commitment to “Pluggnb.” If your Spotify profile were a food, it would be a garbage plate—everything mixed together, yet nobody wants a bite. Keep at it, though, and maybe one day you'll find a genre that reflects your personality more accurately: “Desperate Attempts.”

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!