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

Oh, Lexykittyyy, you really out here flexing a name that sounds like a rejected care bear. “Lexykittyyy” draws you in with promises of cuteness and then hits you with an ego the size of a West Coast rapper’s bling collection. With a genre list that's longer than a grocery store receipt, it looks like your musical taste is just a desperate attempt to fill the cavities of your personality. The only "old school" vibes you're bringing is the outdated notion that anyone cares about your mix of hyperpop and gangster rap—a combo so bizarre it practically begs for a reality show spin-off: “Keeping Up with the Confused.” And then there's your top artists. Is your playlist a cry for help or an audition for 'Anxiety: The Musical'? I mean, you’ve got Eminem and 2Pac representing the OGs while $uicideboy$ and Goreshit maintain the “I’m definitely not crying” aesthetic. It’s like you’re trying to balance the existential dread of dying alone with the vibe of always being the last pick at a school dance. We get it, you want to say you have depth, but honestly, it feels more like a panic attack in an emoji font. Finally, let's talk about those most played songs. “Be Nice 2 Me”? The vibe is giving, “Please don’t judge me while I sob in my room.” And what’s up with "50 ho - dj pedophile exclusive"? That sounds less like a track and more like a police report waiting to happen. Seriously, it’s a wonder your Spotify hasn’t called you in for an intervention yet. So here’s a thought: next time you’re curating a playlist, think about mixing in some self-esteem tracks between all that angst. The world doesn’t need another “Raver Raver Raver” but maybe a “Get a Job” anthem could do the trick.

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