Buddah's Pink Throne

Yo, quiet on set!

His Majesty

is entering

the perimeter... (shhh)

Buddah wakes up, checks his reflection

Perfect curls,

zero imperfection Twenty-step skincare,

hydration defense For a guy who stays behind a backyard fence (so

shiny!) He grabs the weapon of supreme reign

A hot pink baseball bat to claim his domain

He walks down the hallway like it's a runway show

Autographing drywall everywhere he go (sign here!) Security team?

Yeah, that's just his cat

He's locking down the zone with that legendary bat

Welcome to Brandon's Room!

Yeah, he's the ruler of the space

Welcome to Brandon's Room!

Bow down or get out of his face (haha!) Got the crown

and the pink bat too

Nobody is cooler than you in Brandon's Room!

He calls a press conference

to announce his lunch

Unboxing peanut butter with a celebrity punch He wears designer shades

just to look at his phone He is the sovereign ruler of

this plaster-walled throne

(so famous!)

But what happens when his mom yells out his name?

"Buddah, clean up!"—there goes the fame (awww) He pauses the show,

hides under the sheet

But in five minutes flat he'll be back on the beat

Welcome to Brandon's Room!

Yeah, he's the ruler of the space

Welcome to Brandon's Room!

Bow down or get out of his face (bow down!) Got the

crown and the pink bat too

Nobody is cooler than you in Brandon's Room!

Yeah.

Brandon's Room. Population:

one.

And his cat.

Put the pink bat away.

(goodnight, your highness)