Roasted 2 months ago based on HJ's long term Spotify stats.

Welcome to the wild world of HJ’s Spotify profile, where genres clash like titans at an awkward family reunion. You’ve got Breakcore and Speedcore headbanging to the chaotic beat of Hyperpop, while Jungle vibes are still trying to figure out how they ended up next to a Vaporwave sunset. Honestly, if genres were a dating app, yours would be banned for being that one person using every cliche on the site. Chillwave's trying to relax, but it keeps getting interrupted by your Spotify choices like, “Hold up, is that ANIME?!” Now, let’s talk top artists, shall we? “femtanyl” should really consider a name change to “femta-why,” because nothing says “I excel at making questionable life choices” quite like jamming to a musician whose name sounds like a pill that should come with a warning label. And STOMACH BOOK? Are we celebrating gastrointestinal health, or is this just a euphemism for all the bad takeout you regret but can’t give up? Your top artists read like an underground password to a club nobody wants to enter, filled with existential dread and a soundtrack that feels like it was birthed from a glitchy 90s video game gone wrong. Finally, scrolling through your most played songs feels like navigating a cringe-inducing horror flick. “MURDER EVERY 1 U KNOW!” sounds like the perfect soundtrack for a family dinner where Aunt Linda keeps bringing up your unresolved childhood grievances. And what's with your obsession with titles that could easily double as the plot of a bad B-movie? Every time you hit play, I half-expect the walls to start bleeding and ghosts of questionable music taste to haunt your earbuds. If there was a medal for being the poster child for “What Not to Listen To,” you’d be a gold medalist, proudly displaying it like a badge of honor!

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