Roasted 2 months ago based on Osaku's long term Spotify stats.

Oh look, it’s Osaku's Spotify profile—a delightful mess of genres that scream “I still haven’t figured out what I like!?” Seriously, hyperpop and nu metal in the same breath? You sound like an emotional wreck trying to heal with a chaotic playlist. Are you binging on spaghetti while listening to "Cigarettes out the Window"? Because I can’t tell if you're a tortured artist or just trapped in a sonic identity crisis! One moment you're dancing in your bedroom to the euphoric chaos of hyperpop, and the next you're regretting your life choices to Deftones. The confusion is palpable! Let's talk about your top artists. Mindless Self Indulgence? Really? Did you lose a bet or just decide mainstream angst wasn’t quite edgy enough? Your taste reads like the Spotify account of a goth kid who just got dumped by their seventh crush. And when did Mitski become the soundtrack for self-pity at your local coffee shop? If I had a nickel for every time I heard "Lonesome horse girl" playlists echoing your vibe, I'd be able to buy you a personality that isn’t just “vaguely sad but trying too hard.” Your favorites read like a late-night confession from someone who thinks matching socks are optional. And then there are your most played songs. "May you never forget me"? Honey, if you keep listening to those walls of angst, you’re bound to forget the actual world outside your echo chamber. Here’s a thought: maybe play something upbeat once in a while instead of perpetual heartbreak anthems. Who knew "Bedroom Pop" could also be the anthem for the chronically single? You’ve got the mood swings of a tween watching a rom-com on repeat. So here’s to you, Osaku—the human embodiment of “I don’t know what I want, but I sure want it loud!”

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