No Father Just a Mother.

Raised by my mother the only father I know, I don’t hate the man that got her pregnant. If anything I thank him for doing us the favor by turning his back. Watched my mother work , abused an mistreated growing up by men she thought that could of filled that void for us. Little did she know she was the one I looked up too an admired for her ambitions to make certain that my siblings & I were well taken care of. Growing up was tuff as I got older I started developing traits of the same wicked men I swore to not be anything like. Karma and exposure to certain thing at a young age has a funny way of circle back to determine your endgame. But all you can do is learn from it an keep it pushing.