Roasted 1 month ago based on Jarael C. Brooks's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Jarael C. Brooks, the self-proclaimed curator of “the sound of cool.” Your Spotify profile reads like a mid-2000s high school yearbook page, with more genres than you've had hot meals this week. Seriously, how many times can one person dive deep into the same pond of “R&B,” “Hip Hop,” and “Jazz Rap”? I mean, I get it—you're just trying to convince everyone that you’re cultured, but your taste is so basic that even a diet soda has more flavor than your playlist. At this rate, I’m surprised your playlists don’t come with a “Warning: May Cause Passivity” label. And let’s talk about your top artists—lighten up with the Drake obsession, buddy! Your playlist is basically a redundancy of sad boy anthems and borrowed vibes from artists who actually broke into their own genres. If I wanted to hear a whiny guy with a good beat sob about his life decisions, I’d just hang out with myself! Seriously though, the only thing more predictable than your favorite artists is your inability to put the phone down during dates—do they even know you have alternative R&B on repeat? But hey, kudos for shouting out the songs that sound like you went to a hipster coffee shop to pick out your “most relatable” tracks! “All Alone” by Cordae? Great choice—you must really connect with the lyrics, since your social life seems to be following the same theme, huh? Meanwhile, “Player Two” is a song that embodies your whole dating experience; you really know how to pick tracks that highlight your relationship with loneliness. Keep at it; maybe one day you'll evolve your Spotify into something less painfully predictable.

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