Rebecca Black educates: YouTube sensation exemplifies everything wrong with pop music: With her hit song "Friday," 13-year-old Rebecca Black has taught more than 22 million people an autotuned lesson in the days of the week and the values of a disciplined regiment of "partying, partying" and "fun, fun, fun, fun."

The song and its accompanying video quickly went viral over the last week, spreading among numerous Internet communities. Comment sections were abuzz as people created new ways to deride the would-be teen pop star's track as one of the worst songs of all time.

It's easy to see why the song has become such a joke on a national stage. With its overproduced beats and insipid lyrics, the song embodies almost everything wrong with contemporary pop music, unintentionally serving as a scathing satire of the genre.

Over one of the most annoyingly infectious hooks ever devised, Black puts the thoughts of every 13-year-old girl into song. The results are about what you would expect. Much of the derision toward the song is directed at these lyrics. Pop music likes to keep things simple, employing the biggest and most universal subject matter possible - a lesson not lost on Black.

It addresses things we all internalize but rarely say; I do "gotta have my bowl" before I "have cereal."The narrative description of Black's morning routine eventually bring us both to the bus stop and to the most mocked aspect of the song.

Black's group of friends, who are in no way old enough to be driving, forces her to make a tough choice. Black's words of contemplation speak for themselves: "Kicking in the front seat, sitting in the back seat, gotta make my mind up, which seat can I take?"

Encouraging underage driving is one of the many crimes the song is guilty of. Perhaps as community service, Black sets out to give back to the community with education. This is the only way that Black's explanation that, on this particular Friday, "tomorrow is Saturday" before elaborating "and Sunday comes afterwards" makes any sense.

It's rare for the verses in any given pop song to have much merit to them, but "Friday" 's rush to repeat the chorus as much as possible results in the most mundane words ever put to music. Black does get bonus points for crafting a song that is applicable 52 times a year.

Of course, the world's most disposable pop song wouldn't be complete without a quick rap. So a professional Usher impersonator drops a guest verse on how excited he is for the weekend, and how much he looks forward to partying, assumedly at the same middle school function where Black is having such a good time.  The most amusing aspect of all the anger directed at the song is how closely it resembles what currently dominates pop radio.

Black's song springs from the same well of vocabulary-limited autotune that is ever-present on airwaves and the chorus for this song is not far removed from most legitimate pop. It makes one wonder what the difference between this and something like "Tik Tok" or "I Gotta Feeling" is?

Rebecca Black will be touring the nation's malls in the coming months, with a date in Fairfax, Va., at Fair Oaks Mall on May 3.