Unclassifiable

This is my vow — I shall continue to rhyme and rap,
Because this guy can tell an intricately woven fable.

Keep prototyping various forms of edible cutlery,
Containing the delicate tastes of mint and maple.

Will plant trees and construct rooftop farms,
To put free fruits and fresh food on the table.

Proceed to paint dirty walls on a street,
With the most disadvantaged of people.

Long as my arms are able, and this mind remains stable..
God forbid, anyone can ever define me by a single label..

For else, it is much better to stick a knife in my navel,
Or dangle from the ceiling fan using an electric cable!