For those that don't me, jus kno diss.. I came from nothing, was lucky if I had a shirt on my back let alone shoes, I was homeless broken and lost. I used stickup boys and drug dealers as my role models/father figures in the absence of my father. I sold drugs, robbed drug dealers, ran with guns, sold drugs for bloods. I had a major anger problem, which I still struggle with to this day.. But for me to be wearing a $900+ Hoodie and 600+ sneakers is mind blowing. People that knew me then tell me today they don't even recognize me anymore. I have goals now, I have certifications, I went to school to better myself. But I can't take the credit for any of this. My daughter, she was sent to me as a angel😇 to save me from myself. And also the positive people God has put into my life to help me stay on this path, without you or my daughter I would probably be in jail or dead.