Even without watching the video I'm not surprised at the reaction. It's a very heavy and introspective song, and accurately details the sense of worthlessness that coincides with suicidal thoughts. It's especially heavy if you're used to today's raps, it pretty much cookie cutter compared to shyt back then:
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she got a fukkin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger (Get a hold of yourself, nikka!)
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fukkin' hunger
I wonder, if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My baby mother's eight months, her little sister's two
Who's to blame for both of them? (Nah, nikka, not you)
I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshyt
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shyt (nikka, what the fukk?)
And squeeze until the bed's completely red (It's too late for this shyt, man)
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fukkin' buddha head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't— I can't believe (Yo, I'm on my way over there, man)
Suicide's on my fukkin' mind, I wanna leave
I swear to God I feel like death is fukkin' callin' me
But nah, you wouldn't understand (nikka, talk to me please, man!)