Title: “80% and a Gyatt” (Mid-tempo R&B groove with warm bass and cheeky falsetto)

[Verse 1] He’ll fix the sink — almost done, Leaves the wrench out, job 80%, son. Painted the fence, missed a whole side, But he leans on the gate like it’s certified. He’s got the grill goin’, halfway lit, Flips them burgers with a half-done grit. Got a swagger in his step, moves like a king, Even if he don’t quite finish a thing. [Pre-Chorus] He don’t try to be perfect, nah, that ain’t his game, But when he walks away, folks still know his name… [Chorus] ‘Cause Daddy got a big gyatt (whoa) Leaving 20% just to keep it hot (yeah) A little undone, but he still that shot — 80% man, but he gives what he got. And that gyatt? Got gravity. Whole room stops like it’s majesty. He might not clean the mess he made, But he walk off slow, and the bills get paid. [Verse 2] He’ll build a shelf — it’s a lil’ off-track, Says, “It’s called character,” and leans back. Got love for his fam, deep in his bones, Even if he leaves his socks all over the home. Never on time, but right on cue, Smooth with the charm, got that dad-style groove. He got dad jokes, dad shoes, dad pride, And that gyatt hangin’ like a certified ride. [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, he’s a vibe, not a task complete, But when he struts past — man, that’s elite… [Chorus] ‘Cause Daddy got a big gyatt (uh) Might not text back, but he still got clout (woo) Leaves the dishes, leaves some doubt — But he fill the room like a thundercloud. That gyatt? Got its own zip code. Breaking chairs on the humble load. 80% love, 100% heart, And a gyatt like a national landmark. [Outro – falsetto harmonies] 80% but he showin’ out… Got a gyatt they still talkin’ ‘bout… He half-do the chores, but all the flair, When he walks away, you just stop and stare.