She came to me one day, she was a maniac
dug deep in my heart, a real pain I liked
Soul real dark, red stained at that
eyes wide open, I feel the pain a fact
Back in the day, I use to be a Mac
girls hanging on, was I a coat rack
Hit her with my tone, got her on my back
Until she broke me down, that little maniac.....

I got her in the sack, she want to play Iraq
my little maniac, she like that rat-tat-tat
She say that she the boss and i aint feeling that
acting like a fool, where's my head at

She put me in my place and she aint coming back
Thinking back on us,  was i the Maniac