Is that chris berman?
I'd go back in time confront my ***. I'd say, "pay your ***** support. Help out your babys mamma. Because years from now, you're dying of cancer and you're wondering why your **** have grown to resent you. They don't care if or when you die. They had one parent their entire lives, so they won't be missing anything. If you help your **** grow up now, they'll help you fight your adfictions, cancer, whatever you need, they'll be by your side."
And he'd probably say somethkng like "I dunno. I'd rather do blow and ****** my business away" and at that moment I'd uppercut his ass to next tuesday.