This is a song about "Instruments"

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments

Kids on there's nothing there while my major organs play like instruments

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track