Too Much

I've seen, I've read, I've hoped too much
 I've been, I've owed, I've loaned too much
 I've seen, I've been
 I know the roads like the back of my hands, SOS
 I woke up late again, walked down to the bus stop slumping
 last night rained buckshot and I barely made it in
 thinking to myself I can never find space
 then the bus came late but I left my change, damn
 left foot, right foot then
 looks like I'm walking, too much
 too many folk, too many high, too many low
 city breathing down your neck
 then it grabs your throat and it won't let go
 but I know this road won't ever let you be
 then I saw his heap, is he dead or asleep?
 tourniquet tied right around his bicep
 tighter than a vice-grip squeeze his sleeve
 teeth held the cap of the hypodermic needle
 arm leg a leg a arm head lay feeble
 tar make a man look dead like beetle
 but he's high like an eagle when he asks for change
 anything I give him out the venom in his vein
 send him into heaven courtesy St. James
 and well, that ain't my name
 I've seen, I've read, I've hoped too much
 I've been, I've owed, I've loaned too much
 I've seen, I've been
 I know the roads like the back of my hands, SOS
 Don't hit the snooze ever
 I'm like 47 deep and that's not even decent sleep
 I'm dreaming bout robotic sheep, I'm later than that
 whatever type of late you think you is, show your references
 androids like you got a whole lot lot of messages
 yeah yeah yeah this is what I slept in
 up and out coffee in the mouth jetting
 catching up pedal to the floor texting
 metal up expressing sections
 pressing hexes learning no lesson
 flexing like every intersection, wait
 oh my god I almost hit him with a car
 little kid ran quick to the middle
 I was fixed in the middle of a text maybe
 fiddling with knobs,
 god, what are the odds I could of ...
 pulled to the curb, head to the wheel
 sweating artillery, don't pack steel
 look up to a situation similar to opening an
 invitation asking you to die
 Dad's like die, Mom's like die
 I'm like fine little boys like crying
 step out to a fist in the eye
 took it like a champ didn't even ask why
 didn't even flex, didn't even ask twice
 he didn't put together that I wasn't trying to fight
 I said please accept my apology, I'll just leave
 here responsibly
 I'm glad your boy's okay
 I've seen, I've read, I've hoped too much
 I've been, I've owed, I've loaned too much
 I've seen, I've been
 I know the roads like the back of my hands, SOS