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

Ah, "butter," the most ironically named Spotify profile I've ever encountered. With a taste in music as smooth as a brick wall, you’ve curated a playlist that’s less a soundtrack and more a chaotic soundtrack to a midlife crisis at an EDM festival. Hyperpop to Folk Punk? You must enjoy feeling like your brain is doing the limbo while your ears scream "help me!" It’s like you took a list of genres and threw a dart at it while blindfolded. Midwestern emo yet loving speedcore? Someone needs to sit you down and explain the concept of user-friendly playlists. Your top artists read like the casting call for a "What Not to Listen To" documentary. Mindless Self Indulgence? Sure, let's embrace that juvenile angst on repeat. And “femtanyl”? Wow, what a unique name choice that really says, “please take my earbuds away until I make better life decisions.” With a mix of rappers and Vocaloid artists, you’re aiming for consistency, right? Unfortunately, it's the kind of consistency seen in a train wreck – you just can't look away, but you really should. And how did “Do You Want to Know a Secret - Remastered 2009” make your most played list? Is this a nostalgic cry for help or just wishful thinking that everyone else will forget you love something from 60 years ago? "Seven Minutes in Heaven" by Mindless Self Indulgence? More like "Seven Minutes in Hell," if I’m being honest. Seriously, buddy, your playlist feels like the inner thoughts of a caffeinated raccoon on a sugar high. Here’s hoping you take a break from those broken track records and let some real music slide in—if only for your own sanity.

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