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

Eylskywalker, huh? With a name like that, I half expect you to dress like an emo Jedi, cry under your lightsaber at every heartbreak, and only emerge from your room once a week, still clutching your collection of Turkish hip hop mixtapes. You’re proof that the force can be strong, but your taste in music is about as reliable as a "Star Wars" sequel. Seriously, how does your playlist look like it was thrown together during an awkward family reunion between everyone from "Yenikapı" and a thrift store clearance? Your obsession with Turkish hip hop and pop is so overwhelming that I’m convinced you’ve single-handedly inflated the genre’s streaming numbers. I mean, how much more Turkish pop can one person listen to before they start sounding like a walking meze platter? And what’s up with “Emo Rap”? You enjoy wallowing in sadness while simultaneously vibing to metal? That’s like ordering a tofu steak at a barbecue joint – no one asked for that, and we're all just pretending to be polite about it. Pick a lane, Eylskywalker! But let’s not overlook your top artists – you've basically devised the ultimate way to ensure no one wants to dance with you at parties. “Cigarettes After Sex” really set the bar for awkward first dates, and I’m pretty sure your next karaoke outing will double as a therapy session. You can try to escape into dream pop and cloud rap, but the only thing floating away is your social life. Keep blasting those tracks while you console yourself with the thought that you have impeccable taste – if only that was true!

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