So what, I'm a white boy. That dosen't mean I can't mix and play these lyrics and rythms like one of my son's toys. I was middle class raised, still my lyrics can't be fazed. Hell every other line has got you amazed. I've had locked potential but now it's essental that I come out and show what I'm about. Because my name's going to be known and that's no doubt. It's Michael Fernau or "Inferno." Why Inferno? Because I make my paper's etire turn to fire. Mostly with just simple and common known thoughts, and the occasional what nots.But the contents are so wide ranged and so finely rearranged that it makes other poets have their professions exchanged. I'm probably not the best, but put me to the test and I'll gladly show my talents at any request. Beleive me I have much to say, but there's only enough time alloted in each day. So I'll end tonight's work before my sanity flies away.