This is a song about "Decode"

No need to decode, but yeah sometimes the truth blows and you trade blows

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Behold, got shit even paramore can't decode/