Don't get me wrong, I spent like two years of my life homeless. I only got out of homelessness because my dad and my mom, somehow even though my mom hates my dad, ended up working together to bail me out over and over and keep kickstarting my life until it finally started moving forward.

So I definitely get it, being homeless, being absolutely fucking devastatingly poor for nine fucking years of my total life has changed me, like I obsessively save money, I do not spend money if I can avoid it. Even when I've got money in the bank, I'm sitting there researching what is the cheapest way I can accomplish the thing that I want to accomplish.

And I also am aware and grateful for how fortunate I am that there were people in my life who had a reason to care enough to bail me out of the desperate situation I was in. And I know that for most people living in poverty, the only way for them to get out of poverty is for someone at the middle-income class to extend a helping hand to help them move the needle.

'Cause I know for damn sure the rich aren't going to do it.