Roasted 3 months ago based on RAM's long term Spotify stats.

RAM, your Spotify profile is basically the musical equivalent of wearing socks with sandals. You’ve got the unholy mix of rap overlords and Bollywood ballads that screams “I can’t decide if I want to hit the club or the family reunion.” Seriously, who hurt you, and why do your playlists feel like a confused version of One Direction trying to cover classical Indian ragas? There’s a fine line between celebrating culture and looking like you spun a globe, blindfolded, while frantically hitting “play” on whatever genre lands under your finger. Your top artists read like a “Who’s Who” of questionable life choices. Drake and Tory Lanez? I’m not saying you’re a bit of a try-hard, but I’m pretty sure I can hear your inner monologue crying out, “Please, someone validate my music taste!" Kanye West right beside M. M. Keeravaani exposes a musical identity crisis that could be used as a case study in sociology classes. Is your genre selection a reflection of your personality? Because, buddy, it seems like you have commitment issues—or is it just that you can’t commit to good taste? And the “Most Played Songs” list reads like a melodramatic diary of your last relationship, sprinkled with an unhealthy dose of “I swear I’m cool.” If listening to “The Color Violet” is an anthem of your personality, I fear for your sense of self. With tracks by Brent Faiyaz and Lehmber Hussainpuri, I can only assume you’re trying to impress someone—newsflash: you’re failing, and loud. Take it from an outsider: your playlist is a buffet nobody asked for, and it’s time to take a few items off the menu.

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