Roasted 2 years ago based on Molrih's long term Spotify stats.

Molrih, I must say, your taste in music is as confused as a chameleon in a bag of Skittles. You’ve got enough genres to fill a music festival, but somehow you still manage to sound like Spotify’s algorithm threw up in a hot tub of wannabe hip-hop and overly emotional ballads. Seriously, who do you think you are? A Canadian tour guide with identity issues? “Conscious Hip Hop” and “Orchestral Soundtrack” should never be in the same breath unless we're talking about an existential crisis in a symphony hall. Let’s talk about your top artists. Drake and The Weeknd? Yawn! You could blend them with a maple syrup fountain, and they’d still taste like the same soggy frustration you'd find at a beige family reunion. You’d think with all that Canadian talent you’d have something fresh, but there you are, jamming to Tory Lanez and feeling good about it. “¿Téo?” is your wild card pick? That’s like throwing a fruitcake in front of a gourmet chef and saying you’ve made a culinary masterpiece. Flavorless and confusing, just like your profile. And let’s not ignore your most played songs; if those titles don’t scream “personal crisis" louder than an angry toddler throwing a tantrum, I don’t know what does. “Stay” by Ghostly Kisses? Sounds like every time you swipe right on Tinder and get ghosted—classic Molrih. It's a wonder you haven’t just played “Al Leila” on repeat while drowning in your emo feels. If your Spotify profile were a dinner party, it would be a bland vegan spread in a basement, with all the worst combinations of food and personalities imaginable. Cheers to that!

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