Roasted 8 months ago based on Marco3hard's long term Spotify stats.

Let’s take a stroll through the undeniable chaos that is your Spotify profile, Iayze. It looks like you’ve unlocked the full cheat code for being the world’s most tragic concert-goer. “Underground Hip Hop”? More like the underground bunker of terrible life choices. It's one thing to have eclectic tastes, but your favorite genres read like a list of reasons why your therapist is sweating bullets right now. Chicago Drill and Rage Rap? Hope you’ve got a helmet on, buddy, because your music is one catastrophic vibe check away from getting you banned from every gathering for life. Ah, your top artists—this is where we see who you truly ride or die with. Let's be real: “Jace!” and “Li Marquon” sound like names your mom made up to keep you from listening to actual good music. And then there’s “Raq baby.” You’ve picked so many songs by him that it actually feels like an unrequited love affair. You’re basically his biggest fan and his most annoying stalker at the same time. In fact, if you devoted even half as much time to dating actual human beings as you do to Raq's discography, you might just find someone who can handle those emo-barf lyrics about your struggles. Your most played songs list screams, "I'm crying in the club and I don’t know why!" The lead reign of “Anxiety - Intro” suggests you might need more than a therapist; maybe consider a new hobby? Like literally anything else. Listening to YoungBoy Never Broke Again on repeat is why you can't remember last week, but at least it explains why you've broken all your friends' hopes and dreams by dragging them to your sad soundtracks. If your life were a mixtape, it'd have the cover art of a sad dog alone in the rain, trying to figure out how to escape your Spotify session.

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!