In plain words
The poet, of Kaṇṭam: Māl, Puruṣōttama, bears as his weapons the plough, the pestle, the bow, the bright blazing discus, the conch, the axe and the sword: his home is the eminent city called Kaṇṭam, on the bank of the Gaṅgā, whose greatness is that in a single moment it washes away all the sins gathered and heaped up through seven births.