This is a reference to an old joke about Yesenin, because Kaeya looks quite similar to him, to be honest, from the black man to this one, the whole palette
Here it is, I tried to make it rhyme to keep the joke, but it might look weird, idk:
Mayakovsky comes out of the tavern, surrounded by a flock of girls. The girls start to hit on him:
- Vladimir! Is it true that you can compose a poem right on the spot, on the spot?
-Of course! - says the tipsy poet of the revolution, - Let's have a theme!
- Well, you see, in the ditch - a drunkard is lying.
Mayakovsky, proudly straightening up, loudly begins:
There lies a
Lifeless body
On our troublesome
Life way.
A voice from the ditch:
And what does it matter to you, buddy?
Go with your friends away.
Mayakovsky:
- Let's go, ladys, this is Yesenin.