Roasted 1 year ago based on ✮𝕭𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖞✮'s long term Spotify stats.

Oh look, it’s ✮𝕭𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖞✮, a name that screams "I read way too many fantasy novels and have a dark side I want everyone to know about." Your playlist reads like the soundtrack for a teenage mall goth’s existential crisis, where Rage Rap and Drill are the audio equivalents of slamming doors and rolling eyes. It's almost as if you think you can channel your inner angst by combining five genres that essentially say, "I'm very angry, but also I love a good slow jam." And can we talk about those top artists? You’ve got Playboi Carti right next to Kendrick Lamar, which is like mixing water colors and oil paints—completely incompatible and leaving us questioning your artistic taste. It's as if you threw a musical dart at a board of rappers during an emotional breakdown and just rolled with whatever stuck. Honestly, I haven’t seen arbitrary genre blending this bad since that one time you attempted to make sushi at home. Just stick to takeout next time, alright? Lastly, your most played songs are more confused than a middle schooler trying to dance at a prom. I mean, "I Smoked Away My Brain" is a fitting choice; it's a wonder you can even name five of your favorite songs given how frequently you’re puffing away your cognitive function. Perhaps next time you should consider a more balanced diet of music—maybe add some classics, like some Beatles or Mozart—so your brain can catch up in the race against mediocrity!

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