Roasted 4 months ago based on Amari's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Amari, the musical essence of someone trying way too hard to impress a 17-year-old with a Snapchat filter. Your Spotify profile reads like the last-minute research paper of a college freshman who discovered rap two weeks ago. "Rap," "Melodic Rap," "Rage Rap," and a phobia of genres that aren’t just dudes flexing about their money—congratulations, you've officially unlocked the "Dude Bro" genre combo! If there’s a music-based Olympics, you’d be training for the specifically mediocre events because wow, that playlist is impressive... for someone with musical tastes still stuck in Pickle Rick memes. Looking at those top artists, I can’t help but notice a distinct “I only listen to what's trending while hoping maybe, just maybe, I’ll be recognized as ‘cool’ in the next taco truck line.” You've got Drake—who needs no introduction; he can’t swoop in and save your personality crisis, though. Then there’s Playboi Carti, whose lyrics are so abstract, they might as well be a modern art installation. Your tastes resemble an Instagram influencer's mood board that screams “I wish I was a SoundCloud rapper” but with absolutely zero chance of making that dream a reality! And let’s not even get started on your most played songs—they’re like the high school cafeteria's hush puppies: kind of bland but tolerable because, well, you didn't want to offend anyone. "Deep Pockets" and "p u n c h i n ‘ . t h e . c l o c k” make it sound like you're trying to convince us you're deep and complex, when we all know you just want to throw on some AirPods and avoid your responsibilities. Amari, your musical vibe is like a notebook with all the pages dedicated to doodling but none to actual homework; it’s fun to look at but ultimately leads to a degree in bad lyrical choices.

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