AN ANTI-POVERTY PRESCRIPTION FOR THE BLACK COMMUNITY.

  1. GRADUATE FROM HIGH SCHOOL
  2. DON'T HAVE BABIES BEFORE MARRIAGE.
  3. DON'T GO DIRECTLY TO JAIL.

THIS ACTUALLY WILL WORK FOR ANY AMERICAN.

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