Yksi Recovery-albumin oleellisimpia teemoja on Eminemin kamppailu pillereiden väärinkäytöstä kohti selväpäisyyttä. Going Through Changesissa tätä matkaa ruoditaan hyvin.
”I lock myself in the bedroom, bathroom
Napping at noon, yeah dad’s in a bad mood
He’s always snapping at you
Marshall what happened that you
Can’t stop with these pills, and you’ve falling off with your skills
And your own fans are laughing at you
It become a problem you’re too pussy to tackle
Get up, be a man, stand, a real man woulda had this shit handled
Know you just had your heart, ripped out and crushed
They say Proof just flipped out, homie just whipped out and bust
Nah, it ain’t like Doody to do that,
He wouldn’t fuckin’ shoot at, nobody, he’d fight first
But dwelling on it only makes the night worse
Now I’m popping Vikes, Percs, and Methadone Pills
Yeah Em tight verse, you killed it
Fuckin’ drug dealers hang around me like Yes-Men
And they gon’ do whatever I says, whenever I says it
It’s in their best interest to protect their investment
And I just lost my fuckin’ best friend, so fuck it I guess then”