Pure funkadelic,
emitting good vibes,
the masses of fans
like many small tribes.
“What’s my name?” he asks.
“Prince!” The crowd roars back.
You see on his face,
a smile starts to crack.
He’s not pretentious,
there’s no attitude;
He makes us all laugh
and is never rude.
He’s happy we’re there;
he loves all his fans.
He sees us each as
part of the Lord’s plans.
