At twenty-two, my girlfriend got pregnant with our first child, and I became a father.
I had no diploma. No example of how to raise a kid. My own dad was a street guy who wasn't around. That was the example I got — and it was the one I refused to repeat.
I became a father at 22, and I knew I had to change my life. I knew I had to always be there for my son. My dad wasn't there for me. My son was going to get a different father.
My driving motivation is my son being way ahead of where I started. That's the whole thing.
A son changes the math. It's one thing to waste your own life. It's another thing entirely to hand your kid the same start you got. I wasn't doing that.