Roasted 7 months ago based on Gabrikinz's long term Spotify stats.

𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙸𝙴_𝙱𝚄𝙽𝚉𝚉: the living embodiment of an unfinished Pinterest board. Your Spotify profile reads like someone collected a bunch of random tracks to impress an ex who loves indie films and overpriced coffee. I mean, "Bedroom Pop?" Seriously? You can’t just label your music taste after your last relationship's vibe. If listening to "Breakcore" is your way of rebelling against the system, then I'd hate to see what you consider an “actual rebellion.” Hint: It's not moping around with a playlist that sounds like it was curated in a dimly lit café while you're questioning your life choices. Your top artists scream “I’m still figuring out who I want to be,” and yet here you are, a walking paradox trying to juggle the angst of Frank Ocean Poetry with the soft strumming of Mac DeMarco while simultaneously pretending to be an aficionado of hyperpop. If the music you listen to were a person, it would be that artsy friend who insists on wearing berets and drinking black coffee while reciting lyrics like they’re scripture. And let's be honest, no one is just “casually” playing “City Pop” at brunch unless they're trying to cover up the sound of their bitter tears. And those “Most Played” songs? I'm concerned! It feels like you were scrolling through SoundCloud at 2 AM looking for hidden gems, only to settle for a collection of tracks that scream “My therapist is concerned, but these melodies hit different.” You need to take a good hard look in the mirror and ask yourself if you really want to continue cultivating a sound that feels like it was made by someone trying to soundtrack their identity crisis. But hey, at least you’ve got a playlist for every mood—most of which include “sad,” “sadder,” and “why won’t they answer me.” Good luck with that!

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!