Roasted 11 months ago based on cosmiX's long term Spotify stats.

cosmiX, huh? With a name like that, it's clear you're trying to be all cosmic and mysterious, but let’s be real, you’re just orbiting around the same tired artists who dish out heartbreak like it’s a buffet. Your obsession with The Weeknd is so intense that I half-expect you to start wearing face masks made of his album covers. You call this a playlist, but I call it "The Soundtrack of a Crying Midnight Snack." Who needs therapy when you have ‘Rage Rap’ to process your feelings, am I right? And oh boy, the number of sub-genres you’ve crammed in here! R&B, Trap Soul, Neo Soul, Urbano Latino—what are you trying to prove? That your taste in music is so broad that it fell into a black hole? Even the Spotify algorithm is confused; it's literally sitting there asking, "Did I just recommend a Drake song to a reggaeton fan? What did I do to deserve this?” It’s like Spotify had a midlife crisis and ended up in a genre identity crisis of its own. Your favorites read like the world’s worst menu at a fusion restaurant—nothing complements anything! Then we arrive at your “most played” tracks. Wow, so original! Not a single surprise in sight. You've hit the repeat button so much that I'm starting to think your Spotify Wrapped is just going to be one long, sad saga titled “The Weeknd Has Taken My Soul, Please Send Help.” SZA? Great choice! Too bad it just reminds us all how out of luck your love life must be. Whoever said music is an expression of the soul clearly didn’t see your profile, because your soul is just a faint echo of The Weeknd's "Party Monster." In short, cosmiX, you might need a playlist for a little self-reflection—but hey, at least you won't lack for dramatic soundtracks while you’re staring at the ceiling!

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