Welcome to a world where the masters play and the lames submit. The rules are very clear, " Survive or Die". Every crew begins with a certain agenda, yet 'Leaf' has other plans for his crew. The streets have no heart, they swallow the good and the bad. What happens when the masters become undermined by the hand not seen in their own yards? 'Leaf' knows that his 'hourglass' is running almost out. The sex, drugs, murder, and violence are creating guerrillas on top of his goon unit. His team is ruthless, and his past has many skeletons, still his vision is directed towards his team winning against all odds. The streets have their own ways of sucking your dreams from under you, and the 'Game' has its own way of dictating your policies. Remember, "Even the president pays the professional spin artists to keep his secrets guarded". Leaf has one shot in this human chess game and he plans to shoot it to the max, or else, "Click, Clack, Bang!"
