Roasted 5 days ago based on 𝕵꯭𝘼꯭𝐙'𝙆⵿𝙋's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, 𝕵꯭𝘼꯭𝐙'𝙆⵿𝙋, it seems like your music taste has the subtlety of a sledgehammer wrapped in glitter. You’ve got a list of genres so long it could double as a novel-in-progress for your romantic fantasies. When did you decide to become the world’s least decisive music critic? One minute you’re jamming to Art Rock, the next you’re trying to decide if your feelings for David Bowie are more regal or just a tragic case of glam-rock nostalgia. Your playlist looks less like a celebration of music and more like an identity crisis on shuffle. Your top artists read like a “who’s who” of pop royalty mixed with a pinch of “why are you like this?” Katy Perry dominates your most played list like she owns the place, and honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if she shows up at your door to demand some of those streaming royalties back. Your love for ABBA is so intense that it's a wonder you haven't started a fan club: "Dancing Like a Dad at a Wedding (but in glitter)." And let's not even start on the inclusion of "Mentiras: La Serie"—are you sure this isn’t your way of confessing that you've never hit play on anything outside of your bubble? And then there’s that most played song, “I'M HIS, HE'S MINE (feat. Doechii),” which you've played twice as many times as any other song. Are you okay? Because it sounds like you might be in a long, one-sided relationship with your Spotify algorithm. At this point, I can't tell if your playlists are a reflection of your personality or just the soundtrack of an extended existential crisis. So, hold onto those sparkles and catchy choruses, but maybe add some variety before you turn into an ABBA cover band auditioning for a reality show.

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!