This is a song about "Carry the banner"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

City national bank evolve into shape

You assume the role and carry your weight

Cuz i got all the weight on my back so i carry it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

With the city on my back i carry this town

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I'm atlas, carry the weight of the world on my shoulders/

But i dont carry guns

Back with a vengeance

I’m tryna be low key

Whips they cant afford to carry

Workin' like a robot, and carry the heavy cannon,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one