DON’T TELL ME I DON’T KNOW ABOUT TOUGH TIMES OR HOW CRUEL THE WORLD CAN BE. I COME FTOM A ONE ROOM SHACK, WENT TO GRADE SCHOOL WITH FOOD STAMPS IN MY POCKET, WAS TOLD LITTLE LEAGUE AND CLASS TRIPS WERE TOO EXPENSIVE, WATCHED IN ENVY KIDS WEARING JORDANS UNTIL I WAS 15. I TAUGHT MYSELF HOW TO SHAVE, TALK TO GIRLS, AND GUIDED MY OWN SELF THROUGH MY FIRST TIME. ALL THIS WHILE WALKING IN ON MY MOM CRYING EVERY NIGHT FOR AS LING AS I CAN REMEMBER. I KNOW VERY WELL HOW MALDITO AND EXPENSIVE THIS WORLD CAN BE. IF I’M OBLIVIOUS TO THE PRICE TAGS IN LIFE, IT’S ONLY BECAUSE I WOULD BE THE SAME FOR SELECT FEW, NOT BECAUSE I’M IGNORANT TO THE FACT THAT NOTHING IS FREE. TO WHOM MUCH IS GIVEN, MUCH IS TESTED RIGHT? WELL TRUST ME, WHATEVER I HAVE BEEN GIVEN. I HAVE ALREADY BEEN TESTED. A SON OR DAUGHTER WILL REMAIN JUST THAT FOR AS LONG AS THE PARENT LIVES. I INTEND TO BE THE SAME WITH MINE.