That’s been around a while. In the 1980s I was living in this town called Briarwood Queens in New York which if you went south of is /was a mainly black neighborhood, and one time I stopped into a supermarket to buy something down there and overheard this black woman yelling for her kid who kept running around “Messiah! Messiah! Git yo ass over here! Messiah! Goddammit! Git yo butt over here!!” which cracked me up. It sounded like Mary screaming at Jesus when he was a kid.
There was an inmate who named her kid Serious Curious. When giving birth, she was in serious pain and she was curious who the daddy was. I knew a kid named Bronco Billy. On his birth certificate. His mama said he kicked throughout the pregnancy. Then there was Service. I never did understand that one.