Roasted 5 months ago based on Kika 🪐's long term Spotify stats.

Kika, or as the universe calls you, "The Walking Playlist of Midlife Crisis," your music taste screams “I peaked at 18.” Seriously, 90% of your favorite genres sound like the soundtrack to a high school gym class where everyone had angst but no actual talent. Metal, rap metal, nu metal? What are you trying to prove here— that you can simultaneously headbang and mumble? Your profile reads like the diary of a teenage goth who just discovered Hot Topic. And girl, the mix of artists is a rollercoaster of absolute confusion. You’ve got System of a Down chirping about the toxicity of society while you spin around dancing to Pil C like it’s an existential crisis dance-off. Then you decide it’s a good idea to take a detour to The Beatles, like, oh sure, let’s slip in some wholesome melodies between my angry brunch sessions with Korn and Sleep Token! Newsflash: nobody asked for Beethoven meets breakdowns, but here you are, plugging your ears yelling “Louder!” just to drown out your questionable choices. Your most-played songs are an eclectic yet horrendous cocktail that would make even a liquor store manager think twice. “Crapa pelada” by Quartetto Cetra? Let’s just all agree the title sounds like the condition of your taste in music. It’s a wonder your brain isn’t in a lockdown with all those heavy riffs. Have you considered switching to something that won’t make your Spotify algorithm stage dive off a cliff? Maybe stick to lullabies. They could do wonders for your mental state, or at the very least, they won't alarm your neighbors.

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!