I am Jack’s forsaken salsa
In the back of the fridge
That he bought when
He was feeling spicy
I’m the one time dip
Watery eyes, runny noses
Of the Super Bowl
But I wasn’t poured into a bowl
Kept in my jar, for just one try
Jason brought the mild
And it was gone in no time
Jacob brought the lime chips
And they went wasted on some dip
James brought some queso
It got mixed with Michael’s pico
Now I’m stuck with Valentina
In a household full of Margaritas
But I just really need a Juan, Jose, Julian or Jaime
Cause no one here eats spicy
I am Jack’s lack of confidence
He will never touch me again
And I’ll live out my days in this semi frozen hell
It’s been months
I am Jack’s denial
He’s forgot or hasn’t grown a pair
I am Jack’s false motivation
To impress the guys, maybe some girls
I am Jack’s near-indigestion
I get mad, I kill Jack’s insides
I am Jack’s spicy salsa
Come and eat me