Roasted 9 months ago based on brandon's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Spotify Best, the self-proclaimed curator of sadness with a sprinkle of indie fluff and the musical tastes of a teenager who just had their heart broken… for the fourth time this week. Seriously, your profile reads like a therapy session that went too far down the Emo Rap rabbit hole. I mean, how many sub-genres of Phonk do you really need? At this point, you’ve got so many flavors of melancholic vibes that I half expect you to start collecting mournful ice cream flavors to match your playlists. And your top artists? What a buffet of existential dread! Juice WRLD and XXXTENTACION? You’ve got enough dead rappers on your playlist to host a séance. Honestly, scrolling through your favorites is like walking through a high schooler's diary — painfully expressive, but I can't help but cringe when I see "i wanna be a jack-o-lantern" among the mix. Sounds less like an artist and more like a Halloween decoration that somehow dropped a mixtape. And don’t get me started on the likes of "h4rtbrkr." Is that the name of a song or a cry for help? Lastly, let’s talk about those "Most Played" tracks. You’ve got a playlist that feels like a DJ set titled "Emo Cringe Night." "SPIT IN MY FACE!" *Really?* That’s how you want to express your love life? Your music taste is the soundtrack to a mid-life crisis that hasn't quite hit yet. Congratulations on embodying the essence of “I have a deep lore for my emotional turmoil” mixed with the worlds’ most confusing rage-induced drive. I recommend we get you a therapist instead of another playlist!

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