Growing up with the classic Black American Dad story, I spent most of my childhood dazed & confused.

Happy but misguided. Or, unguided, really. Looking back, it makes sense that I played ball and then coached ball and tried it as high school teacher and then worked in group homes and mentored youth and then delivered food & told people’s stories. All I ever wanted was to show up for someone in the ways no one showed up for me.

So, I showed up for my players, my students, my youth & my clients.

I’ve made a life out of helping people & serving others and oftentimes, to my own detriment. I always knew "this" was the space I was meant to be in but the way I was doing it was a$$ backward. Doing video projects for the cheap, for exposure, where I poured my entire heart & soul into a vid all for the “Communications Manager” to tell me to edit out all the good stuff. FOH! Or mentoring young Black man, putting money in their pockets & proving them opportunities, all to be taken advantage of and ignored. Or flipping the role & being mentored by elders and leaders in the community who saw my passion and work ethic and found a way to misuse my kindness & capabilities.

What was I to do with this?

So, I decided to be more efficient, more productive, to work smarter instead of harder, to figure out a way via my artistry, to live a dope ass, fly ass life. The one where I’m a father, an actively healing man, a creator, an adventurer, a storyteller and a law abiding, tax paying citizen. And so now I’m here, with neatly configured packages of my life and its lessons for you to consume in the comforts of your everyday life.

Thanks for tagging along. Please, enjoy the show and pay attention.

There is much to learn.

- terrence taylor