This is a song about "Devices"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Medieval buggy like the cops' devices, passin',

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

Own devices clinging to jaws like you witnessed in saw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law