I grew up on welfare and in low-income housing with a mother I didn't see much because she had two jobs and was working her way towards her GED and an Associates, and my father was a drug addict for an early portion of my life.
Wanna know what I learned? Hard work gets you off drugs, a good paying job that allows you to get off welfare and eventually buy a house, and not to drug and rape women. I then went on to a very good school and by most standards am a relatively successful architect designing affordable housing.
But I guess I can't be helped because I grew up in the ghetto.