I can't change myself. I'm Mike Tyson. I'm a regular kid from the getto striving to do something positive with myself. I happen to fight well.

I'm happy because - I'm not doing anything deceitful, I think, to my family. I'm successful because I don't have to sleep with one of my friends' girlfriends or wife or something. That's why I'm successful, that's success to me. I'm not dead, I'm not in the gutter - that's success to me.

Me? I see an old, broke-ass black guy taking care of a bunch of kids, living life, taking them to school, and all that stuff, who's asking himself: What the hell is this? But I wouldn't give it up for the world because I love my wife. I never expected to have a life like this. No chaos... no confusion... no lawsuits... no violence... no going to jail.

I don't try to intimidate anybody before a fight. That's nonsense. I intimidate people by hitting them.

Boxing brought me money and fame, but it never brought me no happiness.

I don't want to be grotesque, but when you're 330 pounds, it's hard to wipe your a-. You know?

I guess I'm gonna fade into Bolivian.