WHAT'S THE OCCASION
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics


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A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

I know my sweat like cologne, see this house ain't like home
If I could swallow my pride, would you admit when you wrong?
I know it's easy to just skip it, flippin' out and you gone
Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when you came my for glow
Got dinner on the kitchen table, make sure everyone know
I make my Sunday mornings feel like Friday nights
I feel like Boobie Miles under these Friday lights
Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass bitch come for my life
I'm tired of validation
I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck I gotta do to save ya
You been in this shit for years, I can't be your savior
Hearted speech with Satan, on my knees I pray on
Everything I say breakin' into

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blindin', fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my seed
Break a bit, breakin' in timely
Good on my own but I've been feelin' alone
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominos and the time fly
Either way it goes, scribble outta line
Get the picture, it's different from when I met ya

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration




What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

Overall Meaning

In the opening verse of "What's the Occasion?" from BROCKHAMPTON's Roadrunner: New Light, New Machine album, the singer feels as if the million little pieces of their life amount to nothing these days. They find comfort in their bedsheets instead of seeking external validation. Despite their fatigue with the situation, they want to know what the occasion is that led them to this point. The chorus repeats the celebration motif, furthering the idea that the singer is looking for a reason to be happy.


Line by Line Meaning

A million little pieces
There are a lot of small parts that make up this situation


All add up to nothin' lately
Despite all the pieces, nothing has been successful


Swim within my bedsheets
Feeling trapped and unable to escape the situation


It's somethin' like a celebration
Despite the feeling of entrapment, there is a sense of joy in the situation


What's the occasion?
Asking why there is a sense of joy in a seemingly negative situation


I know my sweat like cologne, see this house ain't like home
Feeling uncomfortable in one's own body and surroundings


If I could swallow my pride, would you admit when you wrong?
Questioning if the other person would take responsibility for their actions if they apologized


I know it's easy to just skip it, flippin' out and you gone
Acknowledging that it's easier for the other person to avoid the situation rather than confront it


Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when you came my for glow
Perhaps the situation wouldn't be so tense if the other person was more supportive


Got dinner on the kitchen table, make sure everyone know
Trying to create a sense of normalcy in the midst of chaos


I make my Sunday mornings feel like Friday nights
Trying to find joy in everyday moments


I feel like Boobie Miles under these Friday lights
Feeling empowered and motivated in the face of adversity


Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass bitch come for my life
Protecting oneself from those who wish to do harm


I'm tired of validation
Feeling exhausted from constantly seeking approval from others


I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck I gotta do to save ya
Feeling frustrated that one cannot save another person from their own problems


You been in this shit for years, I can't be your savior
Realizing that the other person's problems are too complex to be solved by one person


Hearted speech with Satan, on my knees I pray on
Feeling like one is battling inner demons


Everything I say breakin' into
Feeling like one's words are falling apart


I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
Feeling like one is constantly running from an unknown force


True colors blindin', fuck away from me
Feeling betrayed by someone who appeared trustworthy


Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
Feeling like one is chasing after something that isn't necessary


I lead two lives, find me
Feeling like one is living two separate lives


Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Questioning who is responsible for the situation and whether leaving is the right decision


Forced to change, forced to face my seed
Feeling like one has no choice but to confront the consequences of their actions


Break a bit, breakin' in timely
Slowly breaking down and feeling defeated


Good on my own but I've been feelin' alone
Capable of being independent, but still feeling isolated


I gotta go, don't ask why
Feeling like one needs to leave without explanation


Watch the dominos and the time fly
Observing how each action has a ripple effect and time moves quickly


Either way it goes, scribble outta line
No matter what happens, things seem to be chaotic and unpredictable


Get the picture, it's different from when I met ya
Realizing that the situation is not what it appeared to be at first




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Baird Robert Wittner Acheson, Christian Alexander, Gabriel Acheson, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Matthew Garrett Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@DanThibodeau1

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

I know my sweat like cologne, see this house ain't like home
If I could swallow my pride, would you admit when you wrong?
I know it's easy to just skip it, flippin' out and you gone
Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when you came my for glow
Got dinner on the kitchen table, make sure everyone know
I make my Sunday mornings feel like Friday nights
I feel like Boobie Miles under these Friday lights
Ready to pounce on any pussy-ass bitch come for my life
I'm tired of validation
I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck I gotta do to save ya
You been in this shit for years, I can't be your savior
Hearted speech with Satan, on my knees I pray on
Everything I say breakin' into

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blindin', fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my seed
Break a bit, breakin' in timely
Good on my own but I've been feelin' alone
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominos and the time fly
Either way it goes, scribble outta line
Get the picture, it's different from when I met ya

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

A million little pieces
All add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets
It's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?



@tnc514

1:27 I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blinding, fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my scene
Break a bit, breakin' in timely
Good on my own, but I been feelin' alone
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominos and the time fly
Either way it goes, scribble outta line
Get the picture, different from when I met ya



@sarahfuji3939

Lyrics:
[Chorus: Joba]
A million little pieces all add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets, it's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
I know my sweat like cologne, see this house ain't like home
If I could swallow my pride, would you admit when you wrong?
I know it's easy to just skip it, flippin' out when you gone
Maybe I wouldn't be so testy when you came for my glow
Got dinner on the kitchen table, make sure everyone know
I made my Sunday mornings feel like Friday nights
I feel like Boobie Miles under these Friday lights
Ready to pounce on any pussy ass bitch come for my life
I'm tired of validation
I'm tired of wonderin' what the fuck I gotta do to save ya'
You been in this shit for years, I can't be your savior
Had a speech with Satan, on my knees I prayin'
Everything I say, breakin' into

[Chorus: Joba]
A million little pieces all add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets, it's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

[Verse 2: Joba]
I stay runnin' from somethin' I can't see
True colors blinding, fuck away from me
Gunnin' for somethin' I don't need
I lead two lives, find me
Who's to blame? Who's to say I leave?
Forced to change, forced to face my scene
Break a bit, breakin' in timely
Good on my own, but I been feelin' alone
I gotta go, don't ask why
Watch the dominos and the time fly
Either way it goes, scribble outta line
Keep the pictures, different from when I met ya

[Chorus: Joba]
A million little pieces all add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets, it's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

[Bridge: Joba]
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?

[Chorus: Joba]
A million little pieces all add up to nothin' lately
Swim within my bedsheets, it's somethin' like a celebration
What's the occasion?
What's the occasion?



@ModySun

Un million de petits morceaux s'ajoutent tous à rien ces derniers temps
Nagez dans mes draps, c'est quelque chose comme une fête

Quelle est l'occasion?
Quelle est l'occasion?

[Matt Champion]
Je connais ma sueur comme l'eau de Cologne, vois les maisons comme Rome.
Si je peux avaler ma fierté, admettrez-vous quand vous avez tort?
Je sais qu'il est facile de simplement garder Flippin quand vous allé
Peut - être que je ne serais pas si testé quand vous êtes venu pour ma lueur
Got dîner sur la table de la cuisine, assurez -vous que chacun sait que
je fait mon dimanche matin se sentent comme vendredi soir
je me sens comme Boobie Miles sous ces lumières du vendredi
Prêt à bondir sur n'importe quelle chatte cul de salope venue de ma vie
Je suis fatigué de la validationJe
suis fatigué de me demander ce que je dois faire pour te sauver '
Tu es dans cette merde depuis des années, je ne peux pas être ton sauveurTous
mes jours je prie sur tout ce que je dis, brisant dans

[Joba]
Un million de petits morceaux, tout
ça ne fait rien ces derniers temps. Nagez dans mes draps, c'est quelque chose comme une fête.
Quelle est l'occasion?
Quelle est l'occasion?

[Joba]
Je continue de fuir quelque chose que je ne vois pas
Les vraies couleurs aveuglantes, foutez-vous de moi
Gunnin 'pour quelque chose que je n'ai pas besoin de
mener deux vies, trouvez-moi
Qui est à blâmer? Qui dit que je pars?
Obligé de changer, forcé de faire face à ma scène
Breaking Bad, de me casser le cou tout à fait
bien tout seul, mais je me sens seul,
je dois y aller, ne demande pas pourquoi Un
tas de dominos et le temps volent
De toute façon, griffonner une ligne
Gardez les photos, elles sont amusantes pour quand tu me manques

[Joba]
Un million de petits morceaux s'ajoutent à rien dernièrement
Nagez dans mes draps, c'est quelque chose comme une fête
Quelle est l'occasion?
Quelle est l'occasion?

[Joba]
Quelle est l'occasion?
Quelle est l'occasion?

[Joba]
Un million de petits morceaux, tout
ça ne fait rien ces derniers temps. Nagez dans mes draps, c'est quelque chose comme une fête.
Quelle est l'occasion?



All comments from YouTube:

@dazboneinc.5084

Joba nailed this album!

@juju-vl7oj

At times it feels like a Joba album featuring Brockhampton.

@zamomkhize7871

Jobs is definitely shone the brightest on this album

@LennyGFR

@Zamo Mkhize lives up to the album cover then

@JoshuaHenelyThornhill

Coud'nt agree more. Especially the Kieran song feels like a prayer for his bro. All the album don't center on him but it's so clear that it's crafted with our boy in mind! BH Family is just fantastic !

@zonaisonline

Kevin ran the saturation albums, Joba was clearly the star of Ginger and Roadrunner

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@yasmin8235

can we appreciate the aesthetic of this whole era...one of their bests

@Kexes

i agree tbh this album imo is 9 maybe even a 10

@yasmin8235

@Kexes they worked their hardest, so proud

@gulermo

i loved how they changed the whole "everyone gets one verse this song" to everyone contributing to the song in one way or another, being it adlibs, background vocals and etc

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