This is a song about "Gimmick"

The krs in your name is a giveaway that you're a gimmick

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Whores get with it, we get freaky like a contortion gimmick

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

My career ain't a gimmick i'm no clown

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

People hate me, criticize, my name is just a gimmick now,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much