Roasted 10 months ago based on ZECO's long term Spotify stats.

Zeco, huh? Honestly, with a Spotify profile like yours, I’m convinced you’re the poster child for the “please don’t let my tastes define me” club. Phonk and hyperpop? Sounds like you’ve taken every attempt at naming genres, rolled them into a ball, and decided to throw them against the wall to see what sticks. And don't get me started on “Drift Phonk.” Sounds like something you'd hear blaring from a Nissan Sentra with a body kit driving aimlessly around a parking lot. You’re just a few obscure genre names away from being an ultimate meme. Your top artists list reads like a scavenger hunt for a hipster who’s given up hope of ever being taken seriously. I mean, “Lovejoy” and “Wilbur Soot”? You have the musical equivalent of a middle school art project gone awry. Forgive me if I don’t bring this playlist to the next dinner party; it’s like someone served me a five-course meal, and the main dish is just a bowl of ramen topped with "whatever Fancy Pants YouTube stars think is cool this week." I didn't realize “Flawed Mangoes” was a musician; I just thought that was your dating profile. And those most played songs? Talk about an identity crisis. “Simp With Me” followed by "Your New Boyfriend”? Congratulations on making sure everyone around you is aware of your love life’s tragic plight. That’s some next-level self-sabotage right there. I mean, you’re jamming to “GODHANDUK” and “Zodiac Killer,” but let’s be real—if music echo your personality, it feels less like a soundtrack and more like an accidental mixtape of misfortune. But hey, at least you’re keeping the world entertained, one cringey banger at a time!

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