Roasted 11 months ago based on RemyDMC's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, RemyDMC, where do I even begin? Your Spotify profile reads like a desperate cry for help from the depths of a high school emo phase. Top artist: "Remydmc"? Really? Nothing screams self-love like admitting you're your own biggest fan. I mean, I get it — if you played "É Que Eu Sofri Demais" one more time, you'd probably hit that repeat button until your speakers turned into crumbs. Congratulations, you're jamming harder than a dad at a barbecue trying to show off that he's still got it. Your taste in music is like a buffet at a sketchy diner: a mess of choices that, let’s be honest, no one else really wants. With artists like Kleyton Souza and Wesley Safadão, it’s pretty clear that your musical palate is stuck in a world where karaoke nights are the apex of entertainment. And what's with the live performances? The only thing worse than live music is watching your Spotify wrapped and realizing you’ve been living your life like a mixtape for an awkward first date — just a series of perplexing decisions with an end result that leaves everyone in the room feeling uncertain. And let's not forget your top tracks; they’re like a testament to the fact that you haven't left your house in the last five years. With titles like "Imã de Problema," I have to ask — are you serenading your therapist in your spare time? Seriously, I'm half-expecting you to drop some heartfelt confessionals during your Spotify bio. You’ve got a beautiful collection of songs that scream “I’m lonely but still trying,” but you might need to take a shower and step outside for some fresh air. Just know that if your playlist were a person, it’d be the one awkwardly standing in the corner of a party, holding a drink and pretending to contribute to the conversation.

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