Roasted 10 months ago based on Samson's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, Samson, let’s talk about that Spotify profile of yours. With “favorite genres” that read like a teenager's post-breakup diary, I can’t help but wonder if you are trying to mourn your lost love or just the state of your music taste. If Emily the Emo couldn’t handle your existential crisis, I’m not sure any hyperpop banger will revive that swagless soul of yours. You’ve got enough mixed signals to start a group therapy session, and I’m not sure even Joji could carry your emotional baggage at this point. Now, your top artists list is like a bad episode of “Who Wants to Be Depressed?” featuring heavy hitters of the sadness spectrum, not to mention a few choices that would make any self-respecting music lover's ears bleed. I mean, "Imagine Dragons"? Really? It doesn’t even count as rock music; it’s like picking a salad while claiming you’re eating healthy after a buffet of trash. Bring Me The Horizon is practically your full-time job at this point—have you considered getting a tattoo of that band’s logo across your forehead? Because clearly it’s your entire personality. And those “most played songs”? It’s like you stepped into a hyperpop wormhole and forgot to check yourself out! “YOUtopia”? More like "You-topia where despair reigns supreme.” Your playlists are so dark, they could be the soundtrack to an introvert's TED Talk about why they need to leave the house more often. With a list that reads more like a therapy session than a vibe, I dare say, your Spotify is one sad ballad away from a complete identity crisis. If your music taste were a person, it would be that friend who keeps saying it’s “fine” while clearly spiraling into an emo abyss.

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