Incompatible Mac Miller

[Intro: Mac Miller & Natasha Bedingfield]
Incom—, incom—, incom—, incom—, incompatible
(So a lot of people out here)
It don't matter though
(Tell me I don't belong in this rap game)
'Cause someone's bound to hear my cry
(Whether it be, um, too young)
Speak out if you do
(Not your everyday rapper)
You're not easy to find
(It's fucked up, but)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
They say I ain't ready for the game (For the game)
Well, that's a shame (That's a shame)
If you hatin', you can exit in your lane (Bye)
They jealous 'cause everybody mentionin' my name (Truth)
And all these other rappers, every sentence mean the same
But I'm spittin' with a diagnosed infection in my brain (Brain)
It sound crazy with this educated slang (Uh-huh)
So go ahead, keep your change
They say I don't belong here (Belong here)
Try and cut me out the field like a John Deere
I'm incompatible, probably 'cause I'm valuable (What?)
Lend me your ears with no collateral
If you don't give a fuck about me, everything cool
'Cause I don't give a fuck about you
Go and do what you do (What?)
Leave me to my music
Yeah, this can be your life if you choose it (Uh-huh)
I'm just doin' my part to write the history books
So why do all these other rappers keep givin' me looks?