Roasted 1 year ago based on finja's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, Finja, let’s dive into this colorful musical mess you've concocted. I see you fancy yourself a connoisseur of "German Hip Hop" and "Bedroom Pop." Who needs a real degree when you can major in being the world’s first professional emo hipster? Your Spotify looks like the soundtrack to a mid-life crisis that was scheduled for about 20 years too early. Congratulations on finding that niche where depression meets questionable lyrics - your parents must be so proud. And what's with your top artists? It’s like a sad Tinder bio of music: “Hello, I’m proficient in crying and being misunderstood.” You've got Lil Peep for the feels, Eminem for the occasional self-reflection, and then you mix it up with the auditory equivalent of gently weeping into your pillow. Pashanim, Lucio101, and girl in red? If they made a musical Tinder, you’d definitely swipe right on all the artists who sound like they write their verses in crayon while weeping into their lattes. At this point, your playlist is practically begging for a therapy session. As for your most played songs, I didn’t realize I was reading the Spotify playlist for “How to Be Emotionally Unstable in 10 Easy Steps.” "Ms. Jackson" by Pashanim, right back to a past heartbreak you could have avoided if you’d just swiped left—oh, the irony! And “Forever Young”? Sweetie, the only thing eternal here is your questionable taste in music. Just remember, when you're blasting these tunes in your room, you’re not just vibing; you’re wallowing in a symphony of teenage angst and sadness that peaked in 2004. Keep streaming, Finja; at this point, you’re practically a walking Spotify ad for “Help, I Don’t Know Who I Am.”

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!