Charleston White

Well, my homework guy didn't learn the first step, straighten up the tools.

I gave him lunch money like he'd grown.

My mother, who believes in education and values education, made him feel ashamed and wrong, and your daddy shouldn't do this, but I'm teaching him a lesson.

It was once upon a time when our grandfather and them dropped out of school at 12 and 13 after the 4th and 5th grade.

We didn't got them a job.

They can write, but they can build a house without reading blueprints.

They can fix on cars.

They got mechanic shops.

They went and joined the military.

As long as you can read and write, son, that's all you can do.

As long as you can read and write, I'm good.

You don't have to learn no more.

Because I'm going to show you as your father.

So my mother talked me into getting back in school.

So we ended up graduating.

And I'm graduating, so I put him in an accelerated learning school where he can work at his own pace.

And the black community is third grade.

Oh, my God.

And the black community is third grade.

It's terrible.